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-After eating yet another substantial meal, the girls were feeling rather lethargic; nothing an afternoon nap couldn't fix. Rory started towards the cabin with Lorelai close in toe. They had nearly reached their destination, when Luke suddenly crossed paths with them. Well actually, he ran into them, quite literally.
"Whoa - sorry! Are you ok?" The three of them echoed. Lorelai wound up on the floor in the process. Luke and Rory had managed to stabilize themselves and were standing on opposite sides of the corridor. Luke instinctively knelt down beside the fallen victim to ensure her safety.
"Lorelai - I'm so sorry. Let me help you up." Luke felt entirely to blame for the incident.
Lorelai was slightly flustered. She hesitated before taking Luke's hand and returning to her feet. "Thanks Luke. It wasn't your fault, it was an accident."
Luke tried to ignore the butterflies in his stomach resulting from the mere seconds that he held Lorelai's hand in his own." Are you alright?" Luke was speaking to both of the Gilmore's this time.
"Couldn't be better," Rory quickly replied.
"Speak for yourself," Lorelai interjected.
"Did you break a nail or something?" Luke stated sarcastically. He was confident that the fall only damaged Lorelai's disposition and not her health.
"What? How dare you insult me after trampling over me like a herd of buffalo!" Needless to say, Lorelai was shocked at Luke's bold comment.
"Lorelai, I apologized before. You don't look hurt. Unless there's some internal bleeding that I don't know about, I think you'll survive." This was Luke's way of saying, enough with the dramatics already.
"Well, if I die, you're paying for my funeral. And - I'm going to haunt you, and this cruise ship and this hallway and anyone whoever walks down this hallway and the captain - and"
Rory appropriately interrupted. "And that's my cue. I think I'm gonna head back to our cabin and let you two enjoy this incredibly insane conversation." She smiled at Luke, frowned at her mother, and within moments, disappeared from sight.
"That was unexpected - and rude.' Lorelai said in a half-serious tone.
"And true," Luke added. "I should get going. I'm meeting Nicole for lunch," Luke spoke carefully, as though he was afraid to say Nicole's name in the presence of Lorelai.
"Oh - ok." Lorelai noticed a slight quiver in Luke's voice. "You know, I was just kidding before Luke. Thanks for helping me up."
"Any time. Try to stay out of trouble." He teased.
"I always do - it just seems to find me," she laughed.
-Luke started inching his way out of the corridor, but before he was out of earshot, Lorelai shouted to him; "You going to the thing tonight?"
"What thing?" Luke walked back towards Lorelai.
"You know, the thing - the ball thing."
"The ball, as in the "Captain's Ball?" Luke hated to say the word ball in that context.
"Yeah, that's the one." Lorelai was almost certain that Luke would be avoiding the soiree.
"I don't know," Luke paused briefly, and then continued. "Are you?" Somehow he already knew the answer to his question.
"Uh, I was thinking about it. I mean, there really isn't a lot else to do on this ship. And besides, I've already got a dress and - oh crap." Lorelai immediately regretted her last statement. She hadn't intended to tell Luke about the dress. She was quite embarrassed for having even accepted the gift from Patty and the others in the first place.
"You already have a dress?" Luke was curious to say the least.
"Well yeah, sort of - it's a long story." Lorelai was exceedingly uncomfortable. Why did she do this to her self? Damn that big mouth of hers.
"So you're going then?" Luke was just full of questions.
"Um - I guess so. How about you?" Lorelai had a few questions of her own.
"Uh, well I uh - I'll have to see what Nicole wants to do." Unbeknownst to Lorelai, Luke had already made up his mind. He was surprisingly in favor of the whole thing, although he would never admit it. His curiosity was enough to fuel his desire to attend the Ball, but what, or who exactly sparked this curiosity? Was he was curious to see the immaculate decorations? Was he curious perhaps to see the Captain himself? Or was it the social spectacle that appealed to his curiosity? No, it was undoubtedly Lorelai and this mystery dress of hers.
"Ok. Hopefully I'll see you there." Now Lorelai was waiting for her cue to exit the conversation. Like mother, like daughter.
"Yeah, I'll see you when I see you." Luke always had a way of making things as plain and as simple as possible.
"Bye Luke," Lorelai smiled one of her genuine smiles at him and immediately his heart melted.
He swallowed and then responded with a fraction of a grin on his face. "Bye Lorelai."
-Minutes later, Lorelai entered her cabin. Rory was passed out on the bed; the corners of her mouth were stained with chocolate. Lorelai couldn't help but laugh at the scene before her, and then reality set in. Her sweet, innocent baby girl wasn't a baby anymore. Rory had secretly grown up, was college bound and moments away from independence. Lorelai couldn't help but feel an emptiness in the pit of her stomach.
"Mom?" Rory groggily asked.
Lorelai was startled by the sound of her daughter's voice. "Oh, god - you scared me!"
"Sorry about my premature departure from the conversation earlier." Rory apologized somewhat sincerely.
"Ha - yeah right." Sarcasm anyone.
"So, how's Luke?" Rory audaciously questioned
"So how's the chocolate?" Lorelai bravely sidestepped the inquiry.
"So how's Luke?" Rory pressed on.
"So how's the chocolate?" Lorelai too was relentless.
-Seeing that this conversation was going nowhere fast, Rory finally gave up.
"The chocolate was delicious. I'd give you some, but I want you to fit in that dress of yours," Rory smartly stated.
"Gimme the chocolate!" Lorelai demanded.
"No way," Rory screamed, as her insane, chocolate-crazed mother began chasing her.
-The dangerous chase continued for some time, then both girls returned to their corners in an exhausted state. Lorelai walked towards the closet, glaring all the while at Rory (her devil child). She then pulled out her new dress for further inspection. The strapless gown was an exquisite shade of red and black satin, accented with beading detail on the sides and bottom. It was truly a marvelous spectacle; both Rory and Lorelai were entranced by its beauty. -The piercing ring of the phone immediately broke their concentration. After a grueling argument over who was closer to the phone, Lorelai reluctantly answered it.
*To be continued - Please R/R (You know you wanna) - Who could it be on the phone? Keep reviewing and the moment of truth will soon arise!
-After eating yet another substantial meal, the girls were feeling rather lethargic; nothing an afternoon nap couldn't fix. Rory started towards the cabin with Lorelai close in toe. They had nearly reached their destination, when Luke suddenly crossed paths with them. Well actually, he ran into them, quite literally.
"Whoa - sorry! Are you ok?" The three of them echoed. Lorelai wound up on the floor in the process. Luke and Rory had managed to stabilize themselves and were standing on opposite sides of the corridor. Luke instinctively knelt down beside the fallen victim to ensure her safety.
"Lorelai - I'm so sorry. Let me help you up." Luke felt entirely to blame for the incident.
Lorelai was slightly flustered. She hesitated before taking Luke's hand and returning to her feet. "Thanks Luke. It wasn't your fault, it was an accident."
Luke tried to ignore the butterflies in his stomach resulting from the mere seconds that he held Lorelai's hand in his own." Are you alright?" Luke was speaking to both of the Gilmore's this time.
"Couldn't be better," Rory quickly replied.
"Speak for yourself," Lorelai interjected.
"Did you break a nail or something?" Luke stated sarcastically. He was confident that the fall only damaged Lorelai's disposition and not her health.
"What? How dare you insult me after trampling over me like a herd of buffalo!" Needless to say, Lorelai was shocked at Luke's bold comment.
"Lorelai, I apologized before. You don't look hurt. Unless there's some internal bleeding that I don't know about, I think you'll survive." This was Luke's way of saying, enough with the dramatics already.
"Well, if I die, you're paying for my funeral. And - I'm going to haunt you, and this cruise ship and this hallway and anyone whoever walks down this hallway and the captain - and"
Rory appropriately interrupted. "And that's my cue. I think I'm gonna head back to our cabin and let you two enjoy this incredibly insane conversation." She smiled at Luke, frowned at her mother, and within moments, disappeared from sight.
"That was unexpected - and rude.' Lorelai said in a half-serious tone.
"And true," Luke added. "I should get going. I'm meeting Nicole for lunch," Luke spoke carefully, as though he was afraid to say Nicole's name in the presence of Lorelai.
"Oh - ok." Lorelai noticed a slight quiver in Luke's voice. "You know, I was just kidding before Luke. Thanks for helping me up."
"Any time. Try to stay out of trouble." He teased.
"I always do - it just seems to find me," she laughed.
-Luke started inching his way out of the corridor, but before he was out of earshot, Lorelai shouted to him; "You going to the thing tonight?"
"What thing?" Luke walked back towards Lorelai.
"You know, the thing - the ball thing."
"The ball, as in the "Captain's Ball?" Luke hated to say the word ball in that context.
"Yeah, that's the one." Lorelai was almost certain that Luke would be avoiding the soiree.
"I don't know," Luke paused briefly, and then continued. "Are you?" Somehow he already knew the answer to his question.
"Uh, I was thinking about it. I mean, there really isn't a lot else to do on this ship. And besides, I've already got a dress and - oh crap." Lorelai immediately regretted her last statement. She hadn't intended to tell Luke about the dress. She was quite embarrassed for having even accepted the gift from Patty and the others in the first place.
"You already have a dress?" Luke was curious to say the least.
"Well yeah, sort of - it's a long story." Lorelai was exceedingly uncomfortable. Why did she do this to her self? Damn that big mouth of hers.
"So you're going then?" Luke was just full of questions.
"Um - I guess so. How about you?" Lorelai had a few questions of her own.
"Uh, well I uh - I'll have to see what Nicole wants to do." Unbeknownst to Lorelai, Luke had already made up his mind. He was surprisingly in favor of the whole thing, although he would never admit it. His curiosity was enough to fuel his desire to attend the Ball, but what, or who exactly sparked this curiosity? Was he was curious to see the immaculate decorations? Was he curious perhaps to see the Captain himself? Or was it the social spectacle that appealed to his curiosity? No, it was undoubtedly Lorelai and this mystery dress of hers.
"Ok. Hopefully I'll see you there." Now Lorelai was waiting for her cue to exit the conversation. Like mother, like daughter.
"Yeah, I'll see you when I see you." Luke always had a way of making things as plain and as simple as possible.
"Bye Luke," Lorelai smiled one of her genuine smiles at him and immediately his heart melted.
He swallowed and then responded with a fraction of a grin on his face. "Bye Lorelai."
-Minutes later, Lorelai entered her cabin. Rory was passed out on the bed; the corners of her mouth were stained with chocolate. Lorelai couldn't help but laugh at the scene before her, and then reality set in. Her sweet, innocent baby girl wasn't a baby anymore. Rory had secretly grown up, was college bound and moments away from independence. Lorelai couldn't help but feel an emptiness in the pit of her stomach.
"Mom?" Rory groggily asked.
Lorelai was startled by the sound of her daughter's voice. "Oh, god - you scared me!"
"Sorry about my premature departure from the conversation earlier." Rory apologized somewhat sincerely.
"Ha - yeah right." Sarcasm anyone.
"So, how's Luke?" Rory audaciously questioned
"So how's the chocolate?" Lorelai bravely sidestepped the inquiry.
"So how's Luke?" Rory pressed on.
"So how's the chocolate?" Lorelai too was relentless.
-Seeing that this conversation was going nowhere fast, Rory finally gave up.
"The chocolate was delicious. I'd give you some, but I want you to fit in that dress of yours," Rory smartly stated.
"Gimme the chocolate!" Lorelai demanded.
"No way," Rory screamed, as her insane, chocolate-crazed mother began chasing her.
-The dangerous chase continued for some time, then both girls returned to their corners in an exhausted state. Lorelai walked towards the closet, glaring all the while at Rory (her devil child). She then pulled out her new dress for further inspection. The strapless gown was an exquisite shade of red and black satin, accented with beading detail on the sides and bottom. It was truly a marvelous spectacle; both Rory and Lorelai were entranced by its beauty. -The piercing ring of the phone immediately broke their concentration. After a grueling argument over who was closer to the phone, Lorelai reluctantly answered it.
*To be continued - Please R/R (You know you wanna) - Who could it be on the phone? Keep reviewing and the moment of truth will soon arise!