"Rory, what the hell are you doing?

Rory quickly pulled away from Dean. "Logan, I –ah didn't know-you were coming." Rory stumbled, racing through her mind, trying to find an explanation.

"And who the hell are you?" Logan looked at Dean.

"Rory," Dean asked quietly "who's he?"

"Luke! My dearest!" Lorelei sang as she walked into the diner. Luke's head popped out from behind back. "What?" He cried. "I've got a group of six over there!" He pointed to a table where Kirk, LuLu, and four old women sat.

"I need coffee!" Lorelei begged as she looked at the odd party.

"Hi Kirk, What are you doing?" Lorelei asked.

"Oh. Hello Lorelei. This is our annual Crochet meeting. We discuss different patterns to crochet these, while enjoying a nice meal." He held up a large pink crochet cat. "It's a rather fun way to spend an hour or so. Would you like to join us?"

"You know what? I think I left my crochet stuff at home. I'll catch you at the next meeting."

Luke handed his fiancé the coffee cup. "What time will you be home from the inn?" He asked.

"Eh. I'm not sure. But I can guarantee it will be before the next Ice Age." She quickly kissed him and ran out the door. Luke groaned inwardly. He fell in love with a crazy woman. What was the marriage going to be like? Despite himself, he chuckled thinking of mornings in her house, her demanding coffee.

"Don't talk to her! I'm her boyfriend! Now who are you?"

Rory pointed at behind her. "This is Dean. Dean, this is Logan."

"Well, it's very nice to meet you, Dean." Logan spat sarcastically. "Rory, what exactly are you doing, making out with him?"

"I wasn't..I"

"What kind of a slut are you?" Logan's face was as red as a tomato. Rory looked like she had just been slapped.

"Hey!" Dean interrupted. "This is my doing! Don't yell at her! What kind of a boyfriend are you?

"Obviously, not a very good one." Logan said. He walked up to Dean and punched him.

Oh, the drama! I just had to have them get into a fight. it's so typical of me. sorry if i didn't update quick enough. Reviews, always loved and appreciated. Whenever I post one chapter, I start on the next that very second, but slow it down, trying to figure out how best to string the plot together. Deal with me, I know I'm crazy.

Love, Katelin