"It's only been one session, but I can already see that your daughter is going through a lot of emotional pain right now." Brewer replied.

Lorelai sighed. "I already knew that. That's why I brought her here."

"Perhaps I'm sticking my own opinion in here, but I think you should try to focus more on Rory for a while."

"Focus more?" Lorelai asked. "She's been my whole life for the past sixteen years."

"Do you praise your daughter when she does a good job?"

"Of course."

"Hug her? Tell her that you love her?"

"Are you seriously asking me these questions?" Lorelai was starting to became angry.

"Ms. Gilmore, please don't take this wrong way. I'm simply trying to find out why Rory yearns for Sheila's praise and approval."

Lorelai rubbed her forehead. "That's what I want to know too."

"Focus more… Praise more… Hug more…" Brewer listed. "She needs to feel that Sheila is not her only lifeline.

"She won't let me." Lorelai sighed dryly. "I'm lucky if I get a kiss good night. A hug is seldom… she still says I love you when she leaves, but it's become more of a routine."

"Do you want that all fixed, Ms. Gilmore?"

"More than anything." Lorelai honestly answered.

Brewer smiled. "I promise you, if you keep pushing, she'll let you back in. And the more your bond is restored, the less dependent she will be upon Sheila and Sheena."

(Luke's)

"Do you want anything else?" Lorelai asked.

"Gosh, no… I couldn't eat another bite." Rory said as she shoved the plat of food away. "I've not been this full, since that year that we ate 103 crab cakes at Grandma's Christmas party."

"Ah, the Christmas of 97." Lorelai smiled as she remembered. "I believe that is still the record."

"Well, we could probably have beaten it by now, but Grandma refuses to make more than 50 crab cakes per party."

"She sure knows how to spoil a good time." Lorelai added. "So, tomorrow I was thinking that we could go catch a movie."

"Really? As in go to a theater?" Rory asked.

"I believe that's still where they show them." Lorelai replied.

"But… we always just wait till they come out on DVD and then we rent them."

Lorelai smiled. "Well, we don't have to make a habit of it. Come on, sticky floors, smelly seats, buttered popcorn."

"Sure, if that's what you want to do." Rory took her last sip of soda.

"Do you want some more soda?" Lorelai asked.

"Oh, no I'm…"

"Luke! More soda!" Lorelai shouted across the diner.

Luke came storming over. "Don't yell at me like that."

"Rory needs soda."

"Actually…" Rory tried to break into the conversation

"Then you should have asked me in a much lower tone or came up to the counter."

"Geeze, what's the big deal?" Lorelai asked.

"You yelling at me…" Luke huffed. "That's the big deal."

"I didn't yell at you." Lorelai retorted.

"You did so."

"No I didn't… Yelling is when you're angry."

"Don't give me those stupid excuses, Lorelai."

"Luke…" Lorelai's voice was full of hurt.

"I guess you didn't yell at me the other day either?" Luke slammed the pitcher on the table.

"What?" Lorelai had forgotten about the small fight that happened a few days before. But apparently, Luke hadn't. "Luke, I didn't mean anything…"

"Don't tell me how to run my diner." Luke said bitterly. "If my advice is not welcome towards you, then yours is not welcome towards me." Luke turned and left the girls.

Lorelai's eyes were red, and she was close to letting a few tears stream down her face. "Come on.. let's go."

They raised from their chairs. Luke watched silently as Lorelai tossed a few bills onto the table, and walked out the door.