Author's Greeting- Sorry I didn't update in a few days, but I wasn't feeling well and had writer's block.

javarox- First, I'm glad you're okay. LOL. Second, how'd you know my real name!

bAyLeIgH aNnE- You didn't have to say it. LOL.

Disclaimer- I own this disclaimer. No really. I just bought the words 'this' and 'disclaimer', but you can use them. I promise I won't sue you if you do. 'coughs' Yeah right 'cough'.

Okay, I'm done rambling. On with the story!

Later that day after Rory leaving to go do homework, migraines, and so many fights about so many wedding plans, they decided to have dinner at the Inn.

"So. You two went to high school together?"

"Yes. We were best friends and on the track team together."

"Were you any good?" Emily said directed at Mike.

"Yeah? Were you as good as Butch over there?" Lorelai said trying to hide her smirk. Okay, not really trying that hard, but still trying.

"No. Butch was the sport's hero, not me," Mike said chuckling at the old nickname.

"Butch?" said a very confused Emily.

"First of all, I was no sport's hero. And second of all, would you stopcalling meButch?" Luke said very grumpily while turning a record sixteen shades of red. (Now I know people say it's impossible, but it happened I tell ya.) She knows I hate that name, but she says it just to annoy me. Well she's done a lot of things just to annoy me, but… I can't think of a reason why this is so much more wrong then usual. It's one the things I love about her. No. Not love. LIKE. You like that about her.

"What's a Butch?" Emily said still confused.

"Luke's high school track star nickname," Lorelai said very amused that Luke was blushing even more (I know.Impossible.), breaking his own record by not only seventeen, but eighteen shades of red.

"Why Butch?" said Emily slightly less confused.

"Yeah. Why Butch, Butch?" I think we shall soon see nineteen.

Before anyone else could say anything their food arrived.

"Look! Food!" said Luke happy to drop the subject. Never been so happy to see greasy death on a plate in my life.

"This conversation is not over," Lorelai said grinning.

"Oh, yes it is," Luke said with the same grin. Seriously love that smile. Stop it thinking about her.

"So. How did you two meet?" Emily said breaking the silence looking at Lorlai and Mike.

"We went in Vermont when we were working with the…" Lorelai paused trying to remember the name. "Monty?"

"Montana?" Mike said trying to help.

"Monterrey? That's it. TheMonterrey Group. Mrs. Monterrey was nice, but Mr. Monterrey was kinda pushy."

"Yeah. And their son was kinda bossy even though he wasn't really a part of the hotel."

"Yeah."

After talking some more, Mike's cell phonewent off.

"Will you excuse me? I have to take this."

"Of course."

When Mike was out of sight and Luke excused himself to use the men's room they decided to talk.

"Do you really think it's wise to have your ex-boyfriend as the best man at your wedding?"

"Knew this was comin'," Lorelai said under her breath. "Mom, it means a lot to Mike that Luke is the best man. And it's been four years…"

"Okay. Just asking."

"Alright."

Just then, Mike walked into the room.

"Lorelai, will you please help me explain to Steve why he can't have a 'Sponge Bob Square Pants' themed hotel," Mike said clearly exasperated.

"Not again," Lorelai said shaking her head, sounding quite annoyed herself.

"He won't give it up."

"Will you excuse me?" Lorelai said getting up at the same time that Luke walked into the room and sat back down.

"What was that about?"

"I don't have the slightest clue."

There was an awkward silence that Emily decided to break by being blunt.

"Do you think they're right for each other?"

Luke nearly choked on his ice tea from the shock of the question.

"I ah…"

A bit of a cliffhanger and I have a hand cramp for rewriting this some many times. The answer will be fun to write. Hee Hee. Please review! Thanks in advanced!