A/N: Sorry, I know that this chapter's really short, and not so great, 'cause I was in a hurry when I typed it up. I would have written more, but that would take a lot longer, and this way, I can post SOMETHING. To the few of you who had asked me to continue: sorry for the looooooong delay. So, here is the EXTREMELY short, and kinda pointless chapter... Oh, and I would have posted this, like, a week ago, too, but the stupid people took down the story of mine about the petition, and so I couldn't post anything for a while. By the way, the link to the petition (type it in without the spaces and parentheses) is: (h t t p / w w w . p e t i t i o n s p o t . c o m / p e t i t i o n s / s a v e g i l m o r e g i r l s) I'd give you more information on the petition here, but I don't want the wardens to take this story down, too, so go to my profile, or just type in the address. Anywho: Chapter two in the saga...

It was about 5:30 in the morning, and Luke was going through his usual routine to prepare to open the diner at 6:00. He was just beginning to take the chairs down off the tabletops when he looked out the window to see someone sitting on the steps outside. He opened the door to find none other than Lorelai Gilmore.

"What are you doing here so early in the morning?" he asked her with a tone of half confusion and half annoyance.

"Well, funny you should ask. It just so happens that a certain friend of mine woke me up at 5 a.m. to call and ask if I'd be in a play with him. Well, naturally, I was a little confused. I mean, seriously, who the hell calls someone at such an ungodly hour to ask such a question? Who does that? What was even more confusing to me, however, was the fact that the certain person who happened to be asking such a favor happens to be the most antisocial man in all of Stars Hollow, and thus the least likely candidate for the lead role in a musical. These factors combined to create a very confusing circumstance for me. It left me to ponder several things: why did he call me at 5 in the morning, rather than at a more respectable hour? Why did he feel the need to ask me such an, apparently, urgent question, rather than leaving it to the people who are actually in charge of the play? What could possibly have possessed him to want to act in a musical? Does he even sing? Furthermore, how did the powers that be manage to convince him to take the role in the first place? These are the questions that were running through my mind at the time. Questions that still remain unanswered. I couldn't sleep, so I went into the kitchen to get myself some coffee. It was truly a pathetic sight to see how much I had left - only half the canister - so I made it all, making a mental note to go to Doose's this afternoon to pick up more. Basically, I finished all the coffee in my house, and before 5:30 a.m.! And thus, I sit here, on the doorstep of he who is the cause of my currently troubled and sleepless state."

"Ah. Well, come on in." Lorelai followed his command, taking a seat at the counter, where she could easily interrogate Luke. "I don't have any coffee made yet, because I wasn't expecting an addict to stop by until, at the very least, when we opened."

"Yes," she replied, "and I wasn't expecting to get a phone call until, at least, when any sane person wakes up... I guess we can't always go by what would be expected. Make coffee."

"Fair enough..." Luke grumbled. He knew there would be questions soon to come. As soon as he fueled her, she would take off. He wasn't so sure that he was prepared to undergo the questioning as of yet. "Here," he said quietly, almost in fear of what to come as he put the mug down in front of her.

"So," Lorelai started, jumping right in, "what's going on with you? the questions I listed before may have seemed rhetorical, but, strangely enough, I actually would like them answered, mister... So, come on, come on, don't be shy... Start explaining."

A/N: Sorry, sorry, sorry. As I said, I know that this is a really, really short chapter, and there's not really much of a point to it. It is, however, all I could do in the time provided. Ill try to update with a real chapter in a few days, but I really can't promise anything. Ya know, that's what I like about writing one shots: you cn write it on your own time, and post the completed thing, so you don't have to worry about updating it for the people who want you to... Oh, and I know that the chapter names are really weird, too. Sorry about that.