It started out just like any other day. She walked in and asked for her coffee, while he'd tell her how it'd kill her someday. She'd just smile and he'd instantly give in, granting her the coffee, she refused to live without. But little did either one of them know, that this day was going to change both of them and their friendship forever.

"So are you going to get something to eat or just more coffee?" Luke smirked, while gazing into her eyes.

"More coffee, and… more coffee, with a side of pancakes." She sarcastically smiled at Luke, who just grinned and shook his head.

"I can't believe how much coffee you drink. And more importantly how you raised such a wonderful kid, after drinking coffee throughout her birth."

"Yeah, well coffee really must be good for you." She smiled sarcastically as she took a sip of her coffee, but soon spit it out and dropped the cup on the counter, spilling most of the contents onto the counter, and some into her lap. "What the hell is this? This is not my coffee! Where is my coffee!" She asked as she stood up, trying to dry off her pants.

"Jeez Lorelai." He came over and started to dry off the counter, and went around the counter to help her clean herself up, and to try to mop up the floor, where the coffee spilled onto. "It was just decaf." He couldn't help but grin as he realized how much she really needed her coffee.

"You should just stop grinning, because that really wasn't funny. Your sense of humor is really lacking, and as a customer I should refuse to pay. You ruined my pants, with your little decaf poison." He loved it when she was ranting, probably just as much as she found humor when he ranted.

"Yeah, whatever." He chuckled, trying to stop himself, but couldn't help it. "Here, just give me a second and I'll clean you up."

He had a towel in his hands, as he brushed it against her thigh, trying to absorb most of the liquid. As he did, she instantly jumped. A little surprised at how close he was to her. He stopped and pulled away, and a part of her wanted him to stay close to her. He smiled at her in his warm charming smile, and her heart immediately began to race. But why? She had never thought like this about Luke before. She was unsure where these feelings were coming from. Luke's just a friend. A very good and very close friend. I really like it when he's close to me. NO, wait a minute, you can't be thinking like this about him. You don't want to be close to Luke, he's just your friend. She thought to herself, as he returned to the other side of the counter. Or do you want to be close to him? Her thoughts were interrupted by Luke.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" Luke asked a little puzzled and confused.

"What? Yeah I'm here. So what's up?" She quickly asked, trying to sound as calm as she could.

With a puzzled look on his face, he filled her in on what he had been talking about. "Well, I was just saying that, if you want to save some time, I can wash your clothes for you upstairs. I have some sweat pants that you could wear. I'm sure that they'll probably be a little too big for you, but at least it would save you some time instead of going back home." He really didn't want her to leave. He didn't know when he would get to see her again, she had been really busy lately with the Inn, and she didn't get to come in as much as she use too.

"Um… yeah, sure." She answered, unsure if it was really her who was talking. "As long, as it's ok with you."

"I wouldn't have offered if it wasn't alright with me."He smiled. Really happy that she had taken him up on his offer. "Go on upstairs, and I'll be there in a minute."

"Ok." She answered unsteadily, as she made her way up the stairs, very slowly. I've never been alone in Luke's apartment before. Sure there were a few times when I was up here with him, alone. Wow… alone with Luke in his apartment. Me and Luke alone. No one else. She continued to think about being alone with Luke, as she wondered around the apartment looking for who knows what. But soon enough, Luke came in, and Lorelai's stomach flopped, but she had no idea why. She had just spent the last few minutes thinking about being alone with Luke, and now that he was here, she didn't know what to do.

"Alright, so here's the sweatpants." He said as he pulled a pair out of his dresser. "And you'll probably want a new shirt too, hmm." He scratched his head, wondering what she could use as a shirt. "Well, you could wear one of my flannel shirts or you could wear…"

"I'll wear a flannel shirt." Lorelai exclaimed as she interrupted Luke, who was looking confused, but went to his closet to pull out a flannel. She had always wondered why he continued to wear them? Were they extremely soft or did he just wear them to annoy her?

"Ok, so here are your clothes. Um… you can go change in my bathroom, and I'll wash your clothes after you're done." He said shakily, unsure if she was really going to put on his clothes or just decide that she would go home, and wash her own clothes.

"Alright." Was all she said as she made her way to the bathroom. As soon as she shut the door, she let out a long awaited sigh, and began thinking to herself about Luke. Has he always had that same charming, smirky smile? He looks at me, as if I was someone important. Yeah right. And after how I reacted out there he probably won't look at me the same way. I barely said anything. I just stood there. I am such an idiot. He probably thinks that I am an idiot. I don't want him to think that I am an idiot. Wait… why don't I want him to think I'm an idiot? Get a hold of yourself Lorelai. You don't like Luke like this. He is just your friend, and nothing more. He doesn't like me any more than just as a friend. But what if he did like me more than as a friend. What if everyone is right, and he really does like me, and he doesn't think that I like him? What if he's just waiting for me to acknowledge that I know that he likes me, so that he can tell me? Should I try and do something? Do something with Luke? Wow… that sounds so dirrty!

As soon, as Lorelai went into the bathroom and shut the door, Luke let out a long awaited sigh. Wow, she really is going to wear my clothes. I bet that she looks really good in my clothes. No, Danes, you have to get a hold of yourself. She doesn't like you like that. You just have to get a hold of yourself. If she liked you, then you'd know. But what if she is just waiting for you to make the first move? No, Luke, just stop. The two of you are only friends. You want to be friends with her, so just stop.

Lorelai then opened up the door, wearing nothing but Luke's flannel and an old pair of sweatpants, holding onto her pile of clothes.

Damn, she looks so good. Luke thought to himself.

She looked upon him and smiled in that sexy way of hers, and as he returned the smile, he noticed something about the way she looked at him as she smiled. It was the same wistful smile that he gave her each and every day. He immediately began to think if that possibly she felt the same way he did.