Sure, Lorelai did mean what she said to Luke, but in what way? In the friendly way, right? It started to frustrate her, and she took her frustration out on the now seasoned diner floor.

"Hey, hey!", Luke shouted, "You're going to scrub a hole right through my floor!"

"What? Oh..sorry, it's just.. really.. dirty." Okay Lorelai Gilmore hold yourself together. You can't turn into a stammering freak just because you're a little bit confused. But what she really wanted to know was why did she have to extend an invitation to help Luke out tonight. She knew that whenever they were alone things were always a little bit awkward. Not that they lacked conversation material, but.. it was just.. weird. Maybe that's because you have feelings for the man. She was surprised at her own thoughts. No! I couldn't possibly! It's Luke. My Luke. The guy I see everyday. But she had said that he meant more to her. Why couldn't she just had been quiet?

"You okay?" The sound of Luke's voice startled her, causing her to jump back.

"Uh yeah, I am.. um.. I just need to use the bathroom. Can I go up and use yours?"

"Knock yourself out." Luke watched closely as she rushed up the stairs. Once she was out of sight, he started a nervous pace. "Okay Luke, pull yourself together." He said outloud. " She's just a girl, it's just Lorelai." But no matter how many times he tried to tell himself that she was just another girl, he couldn't seem to convince himself. That's because Luke knew it wasn't true. Lorelai wasn't just a girl. She was Lorelai Gilmore. The woman that he'd loved for so many years. Yes, he'd loved Rachel a great deal, but once he met Lorelai he knew that what he'd felt for Rachel would never surpass his feelings for that wonderful, amazing, beautiful Lorelai Gilmore.

"Okay man, what are you doing here?" Luke continued talking himself through his sticky situation," The woman of your dreams is here with you, alone. The door is locked, nobody can walk in and interrupt whatever it is you may be able to get going. So why don't you put yourself into gear and-"

"Who are you talking to?" Luke's ranting was interrupted by the sweet sound of Lorelai's voice. She appeared behind the counter with a confused look on her face. "You were talking kind of loud there Luke, who were you talking to?"

Luke panicked, he had no idea what he was going to say. He racked his brain and used the first excuse he could think of. "Oh I was uh.. uhmm I was just singing."

Lorelai tried to hide her laughter, but once again failed. "If that's your singing voice, you've got pretty big problems my friend."

They both noticed the tension in the room. It was unbearable for the both of them.

Say something, you idiot! / Lorelai thought to herself, Order coffee! That will be sure to break the ice.

Say something to her, you idiot! Oh! Ask her if she wants some coffee.. that'll work.

"How about some coffee?" They both spit out at the same time. This made Lorelai laugh. " When do I ever refuse coffee?" She shuffled her feet over to the counter and went to sit on one of the stools. Then she realized something. Oh crap. Coffee means he has to make some. So now there's going to be even more silence while that stupid, slow coffee pot drips and drips. It's okay, calm down. Lorelai hoped that her panic wasn't showing on her face. She didn't want Luke to notice that she was uncomfortable.

"So! We still need to pick out a color." Luke's voice was a little bit louder than usual.

"I thought you decided on blue."

"Ahh, yes. But which blue. There are about twenty-seven different shades of blue in this 'Book O Paint Chips'." Luke said, amused by his own joke.

"Book O Paint Chips? I didn't know you had the cheesiness in you."

"Well, don't judge a diner man by his flanel."

"Amen to that."

"So uhmm, how are things going with that boyfriend of yours?"

"You mean Max?" Lorelai asked, surprised by his question. She didn't know that Luke knew about him.

"Yeah, Max. Didn't know what his name was. How long's that been going on for?"

"Oh, it actually isn't going anymore. Complications, him being Rory's English teacher and all."

"Oh," Luke tried to seem surprised by Lorelai's answer, but the truth was he wasn't surprised at all. He new the whole Max and Lorelai story. He new about them getting caught kissing at Chilton, he knew about Lorelai wanting to break it off because she was afraid that Rory was getting attatched. He knew it all.

The thing that boosted Luke's confidence about there ever being a relationship with him and Lorelai was that if anything were to happen, Rory getting attatched wouldn't be a problem. They'd known eachother just as long as he'd known Lorelai. Attatchment wouldn't be a problem. This brought a slight smile to his face.

"Why do you ask?" Lorelai said, looking up at him, honestly curious to what his answer would be.

"Oh no reason really. You know, just.. wondering." Luke noticed he'd said that very unconvincingly. Okay, what was he supposed to do now? Was he supposed to profess his eternal love for her? No, he thought, That may be going a little bit too fast.

"So I guess while we're waiting for the coffee, we should finish with the floor." Lorelai said, getting up & pulling back the sleeves of her Charlie's Angels t-shirt.

Luke watched her as she got settled on the floor in what looked to him to be a horribly uncomfortable position. She seemed somewhat sad. Maybe he shouldn't have mentioned Max. He felt selfish for bringing up something painful for Lorelai, just to boost his own self-esteem. He wandered over to Lorelai and settled down next to her with his trusty rag in hand.

Lorelai felt Luke's hand brush up against the side of her leg and it sent shivers up her spine. What was she doing? She couldn't possibly let an accidental touch get to her head. She started to wonder why it had been almost twenty minutes and this salt and pepper mess still wasn't cleaned up. Then she realized that she'd been prolonging the whole thing. First just scrubbing the same spot, then taking a break to use the bathroom and for coffee. Was she trying to spend more alone time with Luke? No. That was crazy. Right?

Luke noticed a look of intense thought on Lorelai's face. "What are you thinking about?" He asked, thinking it couldn't hurt if she were thinking about him.

What the hell? Just be honest. Maybe he can help you figure this out, "Uhm, funny that you should ask." She bit her lip, cautioning herself of the consequenses of what she wanted to say next. "I was actually thinking about you."