A/N – Thanks so much to all of the reviewers! Please if you can check out my other story, It Takes Two To Argue. I know it's a Harry Potter story, but still, it's good too! Thanks.

FOR ALL YOU LOGAN LOVERS--THIS IS GOING TO BE A ROGAN

Disclaimer – not mine

Lorelai walked into Luke's diner and sat down at the counter. "Oh, hey Lorelai," he said cautiously. He still wasn't sure if she was okay with the Jess-Rory thing.

"I need coffee," Lorelai said. Luke got her a cup of coffee.

"Are you okay?" he asked concerned about her. Although they were no longer together, he still cared about her very much.

"Not really," Lorelai replied.

"Caesar, can you take over for awhile?" Luke asked Caesar. Caesar nodded then went back into the kitchen.

"Okay, what's up?" Luke asked then sat down next to her.

"I just don't want to see her heart broken any more!"

"Neither do I, Lorelai. You know, Jess loves her. He won't break her heart."

"It's not Jess I'm worried about. Logan's not going to give up on her that easily. She still loves him. Even though she says otherwise."

"He's back in London now." Silence followed Luke's statement. Lorelai very much wanted to change the subject.

"How's April?" she asked.

"Lorelai!" Luke said annoyed at her, "Did you have to bring that up!"

"What? I was wondering how your daughter's doing!" Lorelai defended herself.

"Come on, we both know why you're asking that!" he said angrily.

"What?" Lorelai asked, not knowing at all what was going on.

"She's my daughter, Lorelai! I need to spend my time with her."

"Have I ever disagreed with you?"

"You know what. If you're going to be like this you can just leave, okay?"

"Luke!"

"Lorelai, just leave, okay? We're broken up."

"I'm a paying customer, Luke! You can't kick me out!"

"Here, I'll take care of the coffee. Just leave!"

"I just wanted a cup of coffee!" Lorelai shouted.

"No. There was more then just that!" he shouted back, everyone in the diner began to stare at them, hanging onto every word. Kirk pulled out a notepad and began to jot down notes.

"Put it away Kirk!" Luke yelled at him, giving him such a glare that Kirk didn't even try to resist as Luke grabbed the notepad away from him and ripped it up. "Lorelai, why don't we take this somewhere else," Luke began to suggest.

"You're the one who didn't want to get married!" Lorelai yelled at him, ignoring Luke's suggestion.

"Just leave, Lorelai," Luke said.

Lorelai got up from her seat and walked towards the door. "I just wanted a cup of coffee!" she said quietly then left.

She walked out of the building furious at Luke. She wasn't paying any attention to where she was going and she walked right into someone.

"Oh, I am so sorry!" she said. She looked up and saw a handsome man smiling down at her.

"Are you all right?" he asked concerned.

"Yeah, everything's just peachy," Lorelai said sarcastically.

"Are you sure you're okay? You know, we could go for some coffee and talk about it," he offered.

"I'm sorry, my mother told me not to get coffee and confess my problems to strangers," Lorelai replied jokingly.

He laughed. "So how about a date then?" he asked.

"Call me," she said and gave him her card. Then she started to walk away.

"Oh, wait!" he called after her. She stopped and turned around.

"Yes?" she asked.

"I'm Michael," he introduced himself and stuck out his hand.

"Lorelai," she said and shook his hand.

"Listen, Lorelai, would you like to go for a walk with me?"

"Yeah, that would be nice," she replied and started walking. He caught up to her and walked alongside her.

"So, how is it that an attractive woman like you is single?" Michael asked after a few minutes of silent walking.

"Oh," Lorelai said.

Michael noticed that he had hit an uncomfortable topic. "Oh, I'm sorry," he said.

"No, it's fine. My fiancé and I recently broke up. I wanted to get married. He didn't," she said. There was an awkward silence. Lorelai broke the silence by saying, "So, how is it that a handsome man like you is unattached?"

"My wife left me recently and took out teenage son with her."

"You have children?" she asked him.

"Yes, two. One of them is our teenage son, James. The other one is our five-year-old daughter, Michaela. She took James with her and moved in with her new husband. He's some big, hot-shot inventor and is mega-rich. She left Michaela with me, though."

"Oh, I'm so sorry," Lorelai said, sorry that she had brought up the topic.

"No, it's fine. Do you have kids?"

"One kid, Rory. Well, actually she's not a kid anymore. She's twenty-two now." She saw the look on his face. "I got pregnant with her when I was fifteen."

"Oh, I'm sorry. You don't have to explain yourself to me."

"I know, but, you're easy to talk too. Are you a psychologist in disguise?"

He laughed. "No, I'm not. So, about our date. Would you like to go out with me for dinner on Saturday? I know this really nice restaurant. Do you like Chinese food? Wow, sorry, I shouldn't have asked you that. Everyone loves Chinese food. Sorry, I'm babbling."

"No, it's fine. It's cute. Oh, and by the way, Chinese food is number two on my list of favorite food."

"What's number one?"

"Pop tarts or coffee. So I guess that makes Chinese food number three."

"Well, it's hard to beat pop tarts!" he laughed. "I think this restaurant will come pretty close though. So, do we have a date?" he asked.

"Yes. I'll see you on Saturday."

"I'll pick you up at seven. Wait, where do you live?" he added. Lorelai gave him her address. "Okay great! See you Saturday."

"See you Saturday," she agreed.