"Each person has in his life someone like me to comfort him. We call them soul mates. I'm yours. Each time you feel sad or worried, I come, I show you things you need to see and then you forget. Tonight will be a long night 'cause your soul is really sad, but this is my work so…"

She claps hands and the décor faded.

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"Woah! It's official, I'm crazy" Luke thought. Indeed, Luke and Emy who were, a second ago, in the bathroom of Luke's apartment, were now in the middle of the street above in front of the dinner.

Luke was panicked; he pinched himself to be sure I wasn't dreaming.

"Ouch"

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing, I wanted to be sure I wasn't dreaming"

"Ok, listen, I'll explain you how it works…"

But before she had the time to finish her sentence, Luke was walking toward the dinner. He didn't want to know what Emy had to say. He just wanted to go home and wonder how he could have turned that crazy in an evening. He knew that Emy was following him; damn, she was shouting him to wait for her from the other side of the street. But he didn't. He opened the door of the diner and froze seeing Lorelai who was sitting in a table. She had changed. Her hair which was russet-red the day before were now dark-brown. Beside her, an eleven years old girls, who looked weirdly like Rory, was sitting at the same table.

"Eh Lorelai" he said. She didn't answer; she seemed not to have heard it. He approached her and repeated. "Eh Lorelai". But, she had still not heard him. "Eh Lorelai! Eh! I'm here, why are you ignoring me? Eh! I didn't do anything."

"She can't hear you" a voice from behind him said

"What?"

"She can't hear you, she can't see you, and she can't feel you. We are in a projection of reality

"A projection of reality?"

"It's like when you watch a 3D movie. You can't interact; you're not in the same dimension.

"Tell me about it"

Emy grinned. It wasn't the first time she visited him. It was her job. Even if she said that she hated it, she liked him. He was funny and it was good for her to see how he always loved Lorelai. It was why she liked to see their story again and again.

His eyes were starring at Lorelai and hers were starring at the counter. While he turned over to see what drew so much her attention, Luke thought of having a heart attack. Going out of the kitchen, an other Luke, who seemed really younger and grumpier, was bringing a customer's plate. Luke lost his breath. I never thought that one day he would have to face himself like that.

Emy had seen that Luke's face was pale and she feared that he could pass out. It already happened. Then she had to wait for him to wake up and explain him what he had missed. It wasn't every day that we saw ourselves in our daily routine… at least in this world!

"Eh, it's you.

"Yeah and it freaks me out!"

" Get used to it, we have all the night"

"But how… how… how is it… is it possible?"

"It's the movie of your life, you're the star! What you'll see tonight has already happened or will happen, we can't change that." She said pointing the younger Luke walking toward the girls table"

"What can I get ya?"

"You know Duke, I think I'll have a big plate of grump with my coffee. The service is sooo nice here".

"Ya know what? That's enough. Five months! Since five long months you come here everyday and I have to endure you nastiness. My name's LUKE, L-U-K-E, with a big capital L. If you think you're funny to come here and annoy me, you can't get out of my dinner right now. The store is closed. No more Duke who keeps his patience with snob and stubborn customesr. If you want you coffee, you'll have to ask it with a 'Please' and a 'Thank you' otherwise get out of my dinner!"

The older Luke was surprised, Emy amused, the girl sad and Lorelai looked upset. She took her coat, got up and said to the little girl: "Come on Rory, we leave". With this, she left the dinner without paying. The younger Luke walked to the back and shut the door closed.

"You remember this, don't you?"

"Of course, this is the day after Rachel left the first time. I was so mad that I had to keep myself from kicking all the tables. When Lorelai came that morning, I couldn't help but shout after her. I can say that I was a little rude.

"A little rude?"

"Ok, I was mean! You happy?"

"Yeah" she said smiling.

"And how could this comfort me?"

"Wait a bit! Patience is a virtue!"

She clapped her hands and the décor changed.

TBC