Not much of an author's note this time. Just if you are careful you can see that I like to recall stuff from previous seasons and put it in the story. Especially today because I watched my Gilmore Girls DVD so have fun trying to remember and recognize similarities. The lines aren't exactly the same but I'm sure just enough for people to remember. But enough, on to the story.

Lorelai stared at the clothes scattered around her. She was frantic. She was having a clothes crisis. Luke would be at the house in about a half an hour for their date. And she was in a robe with horrible hair and no make-up. She picked up a shirt, looked at it, made a face, and then threw it behind her to an ever-growing pile. She fell backwards on her bed while yelling out, "Rory! Rory, come here! I am majorly in need of some help!"

A few moments passed before Rory popped her head in asking, "What's the matter?"

"I can't do it."

"What?"

"This. I can't. Everything is wrong. My hair has decided to wage war against me and my clothes are just…ugh. I have nothing. All my skirts are either too short, making me look slutty, or too long, making me look as if I just stepped out of…of, oh I don't know a movie that is old. See! I can't even make funny cultural references anymore." Lorelai finished with a self of self-loathing.

"You really like him don't you?"

"Is it that obvious?"

"Well, he has caused you to forget years of all the pre-date skills you pride yourself in knowing."

"Oh, God." Lorelai said despairingly.

"But being the smart woman you are, you passed those skills on to me. Who luckily was smart enough to recognize your freak-outish-ness yesterday at the store."

"Hun, don't call yourself smart and then say 'freak-outish-ness. It just doesn't work."

Rory ignored her mother's comment and continued speaking. "While you ran off to look at the chicken clock, I took the liberty of buying you this." Rory paused and went to the door to retrieve a bag she had placed just outside it.

Lorelai looked at her daughter with a "whatchagetme" look in her eyes. She snatched the bag from Rory and proceeded to empty it of its contents. She pulled out a black skirt, a baby-blue top, and a blue and while polka-dot scarf. Rory stepped up and held up the skirt. "Now, this is simple. This skirt, plain to the untrained eye, is just the perfect length to look amazing on you. It shows just enough leg to keep him looking' but not too much that he doesn't get to use the imagination for the rest."

She laid the skirt down and picked up the top. "Ok," Rory said, "This shirt says, 'This is something I just had laying around and just threw on even though it looks amazing on me. And doesn't it make my eyes look gorgeous?' And it's short sleeved so if it gets cold he can offer you his jacket. But if it gets hot…." Rory let her words drift off with an obvious meaning. Lorelai blushed. Rory moved on to the scarf. "This, well this is just cute. And I thought it would look great in your hair. Ya know sixties style." Rory ended her presentation and waited for her mother to comment.

Lorelai look at her daughter and felt so grateful at that moment that she had a daughter like her. "God bless you, Child."

Rory just laughed and said, "You better hurry. He'll be here soon."

"Wait!" Lorelai said before her daughter could leave the room. "What shoes?"

Rory looked around the room and spotted a pair of black-strappy sandals. "Here." she said and handed them to her mom.

"Thanks." Lorelai said and sat down to put on her make-up. Her nerves had been frayed all day long. She hadn't been able to get any work done at the inn because she kept thinking about the date. And Sookie wasn't helping my reminding her every chance she got. She could swear that she hadn't been this nervous before a date since she was 15. She sighed and tried to calm the butterflies in her stomach. She had slipped into her skirt just as the doorbell rang. "Rory?" she called.

"Don't worry. I've got it!" Rory yelled back.

Rory moved to the door and swung it open to reveal a very un-Luked Luke. His jeans had been replaced by grayish-black pants and there wasn't a trace of flannel on him. He had gone for the '80's T-shirt under a suit jacket look, luckily enough for Lorelai. "Wow, you clean up well." Rory said moving to the side so Luke could come inside.

"Umm…is your mom ready?" Luke asked uncomfortably.

"Not yet, but she will be soon. Do you want something to drink?"

"No, I'm good. Thanks."

"So…what are you going to do tonight?"

"Well, you know the basic-dinner and a movie."

"Cool. What movie?" She asked curiously.

"Um, it's a surprise." He blushed slightly when he revealed that to Rory.

"Aw, how sweet." Rory said teasing him slightly.

"Yeah…well…" Luke drifted off. Rory wasn't sure how to go about continuing the conversation. She had never had a problem talking with Luke before but things were different now that he was dating her mom. Rory's mind quickly jumped to how her mom must be feeling. If it was weird for her it had to be really weird for Lorelai. She was basically dating her best friend. That is quite a change.

The silence between Rory and Luke was quickly shifting into the awkward stage when Lorelai's voice once again floated down the stairs. "Rory, can you come here for a sec?" Rory smiled slightly at Luke before running up the stairs. She turned into her mom's room and saw her mom standing in the middle of the room, worrying her hands and biting her lip.

"What do you think?" She asked twirling around making the hem of her skirt flutter before coming to rest just above her knees.

Rory smiled sincerely before saying "He'll love it."

Lorelai's stomach gave a little flip at the mention of Luke. How had things changed so fast? And when had Luke become flip-worthy? "Really?" she asked in a quiet voice.

"Definitely." Rory walked forward and picked up her mom's purse, put it in her hands and pushed her towards the door. "Now go!"

Lorelai smiled and turned towards the door but stopped and turned back and ran to hug her daughter. "Thanks, sweetie."

"You're welcome, Mom. Now, seriously, go."

Luke looked up from his feet when he heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs. His breath caught in his throat as his eyes met Lorelai's. She gave him a shy smiled that he had never seen before. He smiled back and let his eyes drift slowly over her body. 'God, she's beautiful.' He thought as she slowly descended the stairs. When she had two steps to go he walked up to meet her at the landing. "Hey." she said softly.

"Hey." he said back. "You look beautiful, Lorelai."

Lorelai felt herself blush at his complement. "You don't look half bad yourself."

Luke laughed, "Well, thanks."

"You're welcome." She said regaining some of the confidence she had lost earlier in the day.

"We should probably she going."

"Yeah." Lorelai led the way to the door. "So, what are we going to see?"

"It's a surprise."

"Ooh, a surprise. Interesting." The door shut behind them, muffling the rest of their conversation as they headed to Luke's truck.

Rory, who had watched all of this from the top of the stairs, going unnoticed by either of them, mumbled, "Well, it's about time." She continued down the stairs to finish packing.

TBC

Ha ha. You'll just have to wait for the next chapter to see their date. Thought you'd get to read about it this time didn't you? Well, no suck luck. Although, I could be persuaded to type faster with some reviews. I do enjoy them. Till next time then. Lots of Love! –Bear72724 (I kind of like having a separate name from my real one…I'm weird sorry….)