DISCLAIMER: I don't own them, that's Amy Sherman-Palladino. (Though I would take Luke off her hands any day!)And "Sweet November" belongs to whoever made the movie...I forget who it was.
"More coffee, please," Lorelai said sweetly, holding out her cup.
Luke gaped at her from behind the counter, where he was cleaning up. "More? You've had six cups already."
"Come on, Luke," she pleaded. "It's been a long day."
He shook his head. "No way."
Lorelai pouted at him, and pulled on her jacket. "Fine. I'll go home and make my own...alone." She had already told him that Rory was spending the night at Lane's.
"Fine."
She started toward the door, and then stopped abruptly. "Or not."
"What's wrong now?" Luke asked, not looking up.
"Look."
Finally, he raised his head and followed her gaze. "Whoa..."
Outside, a blizzard was in full swing. They could barely see to the edge of the sidewalk. Lorelai's Jeep was already a snow-covered lump, barely distinguishable as a vehicle.
"No wonder I'm the only one here," Lorelai mused aloud.
"Well, you can't drive home in that," Luke told her, walking past her and peering through the glass door. "You'll have to stay here." He paused, then added, "If you want to."
"What about Jess?"
Luke shrugged. "He's visiting friends back home."
"Are you sure you don't mind?"
"Of course I don't mind."
"Well...okay, then," Lorelai agreed. "I'll call Rory and let her know."
Ten minutes later, they were sitting upstairs in Luke's apartment. Lorelai had spoken to Rory, and they agreed to meet in the diner the next morning. Luke had closed up, since people would have to be crazy to go out in this storm. Now they were trying to figure out what to do.
Looking at her watch, Lorelai said, "Well, it's only 7:45. We can't go to sleep yet."
Luke sighed. "We could watch a movie."
She sighed, too. It was doubtful they could agree on one. "Sure. Why not?"
Opening a cabinet below the television, Luke produced a cardboard box. "Let's see if we can find one in here."
They rooted around in the box for a few minutes before Lorelai pulled one out. "Hey, let's watch this."
Taking the videotape from her, Luke examined the cover. "Sweet November? How did this get in here? Must've been Rachel's."
Lorelai winced at the name, but nodded. "Probably. Anyway, let's watch it!" She smiled. "I think you'll like it."
Reluctantly, Luke agreed, and started the tape. Turning out the lights, he looked around for a place to sit. Lorelai was stretched out on the sofa, so he settled himself on the floor. Leaning against the front of the couch, he prepared himself for the movie.
"More coffee, please," Lorelai said sweetly, holding out her cup.
Luke gaped at her from behind the counter, where he was cleaning up. "More? You've had six cups already."
"Come on, Luke," she pleaded. "It's been a long day."
He shook his head. "No way."
Lorelai pouted at him, and pulled on her jacket. "Fine. I'll go home and make my own...alone." She had already told him that Rory was spending the night at Lane's.
"Fine."
She started toward the door, and then stopped abruptly. "Or not."
"What's wrong now?" Luke asked, not looking up.
"Look."
Finally, he raised his head and followed her gaze. "Whoa..."
Outside, a blizzard was in full swing. They could barely see to the edge of the sidewalk. Lorelai's Jeep was already a snow-covered lump, barely distinguishable as a vehicle.
"No wonder I'm the only one here," Lorelai mused aloud.
"Well, you can't drive home in that," Luke told her, walking past her and peering through the glass door. "You'll have to stay here." He paused, then added, "If you want to."
"What about Jess?"
Luke shrugged. "He's visiting friends back home."
"Are you sure you don't mind?"
"Of course I don't mind."
"Well...okay, then," Lorelai agreed. "I'll call Rory and let her know."
Ten minutes later, they were sitting upstairs in Luke's apartment. Lorelai had spoken to Rory, and they agreed to meet in the diner the next morning. Luke had closed up, since people would have to be crazy to go out in this storm. Now they were trying to figure out what to do.
Looking at her watch, Lorelai said, "Well, it's only 7:45. We can't go to sleep yet."
Luke sighed. "We could watch a movie."
She sighed, too. It was doubtful they could agree on one. "Sure. Why not?"
Opening a cabinet below the television, Luke produced a cardboard box. "Let's see if we can find one in here."
They rooted around in the box for a few minutes before Lorelai pulled one out. "Hey, let's watch this."
Taking the videotape from her, Luke examined the cover. "Sweet November? How did this get in here? Must've been Rachel's."
Lorelai winced at the name, but nodded. "Probably. Anyway, let's watch it!" She smiled. "I think you'll like it."
Reluctantly, Luke agreed, and started the tape. Turning out the lights, he looked around for a place to sit. Lorelai was stretched out on the sofa, so he settled himself on the floor. Leaning against the front of the couch, he prepared himself for the movie.