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scubaluver/Brandy: I agree with you about the maid thing, although I would also fire that other maid… what was her name, Sarah? The one who couldn't tell the timer from the doorbell.

(Saturday, aka the day you've all been waiting for)

Lorelai stood in front of the full-length mirror debating on whether the blue dress was 'fancy'. Damn Luke and his monosyllabic nature! Couldn't he have been more specific? She was extremely glad Rory was back. "Rory!" Lorelai yelled.

"Yes, mother?" Rory replied, appearing in the doorway.

"Is this fancy?"

"I don't know… I'd wear the black."

"Black, okay, good." Lorelai rushed back to the closet. As she changed, she called out to Rory, "What time is it?"

"6:47."

"Crap!" She finished pulling the dress on. "What shoes?"

"The black sandals."

"Short or tall heel?"

"Short. In case there's dancing."

"You're right! Smart girl. Did you learn all this at Yale?"

"Of course. There's a 'Correct Fashion' course."

Lorelai slipped on the shoes and rushed to put on her makeup. As she was dabbing on blush, she called, "Time?"

"6:55."

She quickly finished with her makeup. "Where's my silver bracelet?"

"Umm… top drawer."

Lorelai yanked open the top drawer and pulled out the bracelet. "Thanks, you're a life saver."

She dashed down the stairs just as the heard a knock at the door. "Coming!" She opened the door, cheeks flushed. "Hey."

Luke stepped in, fully clad in a very nice suit. "Hi."

"You look… nice."

"So do you." She noticed he seemed a little out of it. Nervous, maybe.

"So shouldn't we…" she said, gesturing to the door.

"Oh, yeah. Let's go."

And they walked out the door.

The date ran smoothly. There actually was dancing, and Lorelai was thankful for her daughter's fashion advice. She had an amazing time, but noticed that Luke seemed a bit squirrelly, like he was waiting for something.

And he was.

He was waiting for just the right moment, but it never seemed to come. No moment seemed perfect enough. So as the night began to come to a close, he was scared he wouldn't get the chance.

They climbed into his truck later that evening, and without any discussion he drove her to the diner. After they came in the door, she kissed him, and he knew where the night was headed. He led her upstairs.

The next morning, Luke woke up at 4:45, just like he did every morning. He recalled the previous night and mentally cursed himself. He'd never gotten around to it. He felt like he'd wimped out. Trying not to wake Lorelai, he climbed carefully out of the bed. He pulled on his clothes, and as he was about to walk out of the door, he had an idea.

Lorelai woke up at her usual time, 7:00. She reached over to Luke's side of the bed and felt air. She opened her eyes and looked over, just to make sure he'd already gone downstairs. Sitting on his pillow was a small piece of paper and a little velvet box. She reached over and picked up the paper. There, in his familiar handwriting, were two words:

Marry me.

She grabbed the box and flipped open the lid. She pulled out the ring and slid it on her left ring finger. It looked like it belonged.

And for the second time in less than a year she went into the diner clad only in Luke's flannel shirt. But this time, she wasn't paying attention to the people. She ran into the kitchen, spotted Luke, and yelled, "Yes!"

Well, kind of a cliffhanger, but a much happier one!

I could end it here, but I'm assuming you guys won't want that…

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