Here you go. Another small portion of Luke and Lorelai, and remember I own nothing.

"Lorelai, I- I..."

"Yeah?" What is he saying? What's wrong?

"I love you. I love you so much." Oh my god! Did I just say that?

"Well, I love you too, Luke," trying to satisfy this intoxicated side of her diner owner. Not that he's mine. I mean, he's not mine- mine. We're best friends. Of course we love each other. It's always been there. Wait- What! "It" meaning "friendship" right? Not... feelings?

Did she just say what I think she said? No way. Am I dreaming this? Better make a dream worth my while... He kisses goes in for a kiss, and to his astonishment doesn't get pushed away.

He's so not doing what I think he's doing, but then again he's drunk so he'd do anything... He still smells really good. No, no! Stop this Gilmore! He's drunk, ...still smells good though, cause he only had two not five. Ugh! What am I thinking! Stop yourself! Stop now! But it was too late. Too late for what? Too late to salvage a friendship? No, that friendship will always be there. Too late to save Lorelai and Jason's relationship? Didn't have to know. He wouldn't know. Too late to for Lorelai to save herself from doing something with her diner man that she would later regret? How could anyone regret kissing her coffee guy, stud, man? No, that's right. They can't, cause it's just too much fun. As she was finding this out- Wow! He's really good at this!- She pulled away. Why? Who knows? For what ever it was that it was too late for. That's when it hit her- like a pie in the face of Lucy, like a piano on Tom Cat's head- she did have feelings for Luke Danes- her coffee man. It's too late to ever be "just friends" with him again. There has to be something more.

Another short one. Sorry, but you said you wanted it quick. I hope you liked it. I'll probably update again tomorrow. Review!