"Richard, I honestly think that we should do something." Emily pestered. "Who knows what that heathen will try to do to our daughter."

"Emily..." Richard began to reply, but was interrupted by loud and continuos knocking from the front door. "That could be the police." Richard trailed off.

Emily followed closed behind Richard as he hurried to answer the front door. Richard swung open the door quickly, expecting to see a man in a uniform. Instead, Richard and Emily's eyes beheld Christopher. He shined in his glory of his best business suite and tie.

"Christopher?" Emily asked stepping out from behind Richard. "I didn't know you were coming over."

"I'm here too see Lorelai, ma'am." Christopher replied. "If that is okay with you, sir." he directed towards Richard.

Richard paused for a moment. "Well, that would be perfectly acceptable, but I'm afraid my daughter isn't here."

"Perhaps, I could come back later?" Chris pushed the conversation.

Richard sighed. "Mr. Hayden, Lorelai, has ran away. The chances of her being back later are very slim."

"Ran away?" Chris repeated. "With whom?"

"With that pitiful excuse for a boyfriend that she says she's so in love with." Emily scoffed.

"That jerk?" Chris asked. "Well, ma'am from what I know of him, he's a poor excuse for anything, let alone a boyfriend."

"You know Luke?" Richard replied. "How so?"

"Well, he used to do work for my family, until we caught him stealing." Chris added disgrace to his voice. "We were all very shocked. We never expected someone who seemed so kind and generous to be a thief. We later found out it he was only after our money and the affection of my younger sister." Chris paused, awaiting to see the reactions from Emily and Richard. "Needless to say, my father put an end to their courtship immediately and fired Lucas from his job. When I found out your daughter was seeing him, my heart went out for the two of you. I was hoping I could perhaps win Lorelai over, and therefore save you both the humiliation that was bestowed upon my parents."

"Good Lord." Emily murmured. "Richard, our daughter has ran away with a thief."

Anger filled Richard's body as he thought of the danger Lorelai could be in. "Emily, have the maid pack some of my belongings. I'm going to find Lorelai." Richard was about to hurry to his office when Christopher stopped him.

"Sir, please, allow me to assist you." Chris suggested.

"Christopher, I don't believe that would be very wise. You should go on home, now." Richard replied.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Gilmore, but I can't do that. I can't go home knowing that the girl I love is in danger. I must come with you, for the sake of Lorelai, and for the sake of my conscience. I am positive you can handle the entire ordeal on your own, but I beg of you, allow me to come along." Chris had presented a very convincing argument.

"Alright. Be ready to leave in 45 minutes." Richard replied as he closed the door to his study.

Christopher smiled and then focused his attention on Emily. "Don't worry Mrs. Gilmore, I'll bring her home." Chris turned and left the mansion.

"Look, isn't there something we can work out?" Luke pleaded.

"I'm sorry, young fella, but either you pay me the money, or I can't help you." the mechanic replied.

"I don't have 300 dollars." Luke exclaimed. "But I could do something in exchange for the work, like work a couple of days here for you in your garage."

"Boy, you can't earn 300 dollars worth of work in a couple of days."

"Then a week." Luke offered. "I'll work for you the whole week if you fix my truck."

Lorelai, who was tired of sitting in the truck, walked into the mechanic's garage.

"Kid, look, I'm sorry about your luck, I really am, but I can't stick my neck out for you like that. You should take this young girl home." The mechanic added after laying eyes on Lorelai.

"I can't take her home." Luke huffed. "My truck doesn't run."

"I'll pay the money." Lorelai spoke up.

"Lorelai." Luke replied in a stern voice.

"It's not a big deal, Luke. We have to have the truck or else we're not going anywhere."

Luke sighed. "It's your money. It shouldn't be spent on my truck."

Lorelai took Luke by the hands and smiled. "Our money." she corrected. "Our truck."