I think 23 is an odd number...-random thought.

So, did you know that last chapter broke the record for amount for reviews per chapter? WAHOO! And now we're 20 away from the big 2-double 0.

So I decided to bring this one faster cuz you're all just being SO nice by R&R'ing and all.

And in I think every review said something along the lines of, "Thank GOD Rory didn't sleep with Dean!" Which I thought was pretty funny. It seemed as if that was all you cared about, like you were just reading going, 'OMG! IS RORY GONNA JUMP INTO BED WITH DEAN OR NOT? TELL ME!' (shakes computer screen violently)

Oh, and sorry about all the A/N's during the chapter, as I typed I was very very talkative, and a lotta times when I type something serious, I have some sort of humorous comment on it. I can't take serious stuff seriously.

Comic relief baby, remember? Remember that as you're reading.

I know that you're all excited for this part! (wink wink wink)

Previously on 'Just Call Me George Clooney'

"... Like it was no big deal...I think he has an agenda. He definitely has something up his sleeve."

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"You're cheating! How could you possibly beat me at Yahtzee, Babette?"

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"Lorelai! Can you please tell Taylor to let the Yahtzee thing go already? He's threatening my gnomes!" (A/N: Laughter)

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"WHAT? That's insane! Lorelai, you KNOW that I..."

"You what, Luke?"

He paused. And it wasn't one of those awkward pauses, it was one of those 'give-me-a-minute-to-get-this-right-cuz-this-is-totally-serious' pause.

He gazed at her. This was LORELAI. LOR-E-LAI. LOR-E-LAI GIL-MORE. The woman he's dreamed of, longed for, waited for, and is presently in a relationship with.

He wasn't a word-y guy. The type that would write poems, wear tights, pick flowers, and skip.

No.

He was determined to be the manly-man. (A/N: The manly-est man of them all!...Can't stop laughing...) He liked his scruffy, gruffy, lumber-jack like ways.

This was going to be the first time in a while...no, wait...ever, that he was going to speak from the heart. Who knew he had one? (A/N: We did!)

But being the manly-man that he is, his tone wasn't exactly soothing. Especially since he had just been arguing with her about 20 seconds ago.

"You KNOW..." deep breath, "that I love you, dammit!" (A/N: Cue horror movie music) He yelled it, but he said it.He breathed again. He was not optimistic either; he was expecting this to blow-up in his face. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! She's going to run away in terror in 5, 4, 3, 2...

Lorelai, caught off guard, only stuttered out...

"What?" Only she didn't say it like she was mad. It was more like, 'Omg! Say it again! Say it again!' and it came out in a whisper.

"I said..." another pause, "that I love you. I always have since the day I met you, and I'll never stop."

"Wow." She said, doing a disbelief double-take. They stepped closer, he put his hands on her back, her's on his neck and on his cheek. "George, I-wait, I mean, Luke, I..."

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The couple hadn't realized that they had gotten closer and closer, and that Kirk was running naked down the stairs of the inn, with only a pillow covering his crotch. (A/N: Comic relief. Hahaha! One of the best Kirk moments.)

They tore apart to make way for Kirk to run out the door, and down the steps, and out onto the lawn, and she saw Luke gasp and roll his eyes quickly.

"I'll explain later!" He shouts as he starts to run after Kirk, but Lorelai got last word in again.

"I love you, too!" she shouts after him. He stops for a moment, and looks back at her in disbelief. They share a smile, and he runs after the screaming naked man.

"RORY! RORY! RORY! RORY!" she knocks on room 2's door. "You cannot be asleep! No! Get up! PLEASE!" she continues to knock; only Paris was at the door complete with bed-head and a shot of hostility.

"What do you think you're doing? It's nearly 12 at night and you come banging on the door when some of us need to, I don't know, what are the kids calling it these days? SLEEP! Can't wait 'till morning to tell your precious daughter that-"

"Paris! Go! Bed! Now!" Rory calls. Paris puts her claws away and stumbles back to bed. "Mom, what are you doing?"

"Get out here! I need to tell you what happened!" she pulled her daughter out into the hallway, and into her own room, to share this night's events with her.

Sookie came downstairs about 10 minutes later, she realized that it was far too humid out, and her loaves probably weren't going to rise properly. And who wants unproperly-rised loaves anyway? No one!

However, when she came down the stairs, she saw Luke in the living room, and Kirk? on the couch with a blanket over his mid-section.

"Hey! What's going on?"

"Sookie, I need you to look at Kirk's butt."

"What? Why?"

"Well, he ran into some rose bushes, and he's got some thorns stuck in it, and you're a chef, so you can do...those things."

"Ahh, okayyyy." She carefully lifted the blanket and peeked, but then drew her eyes away. "Okay, I'm going to need bactine, antiseptic, and LOTS of hot towels. I'll go get them. I can handle this, don't worry. You did your part by hunting him down. Go to up bed, or go to...bed." She wriggled her eyebrows at that last part.

"Jeez." He said, but happily thinking about what was previously said with his conversation with Lorelai. That made him smile.

"Oh, someone's happy." She teased. "Go get her, hun!" She urged him away. It was like she knew.

"Yeah! Go get her, hun!" They were both surprised to see Kirk mimicking what Sookie just said.

It was like they both knew!

I guess I will then! He went up the stairs to go 'get' his woman.

There was a knock on Morey and Babette's door. It was Taylor, and she was surprised to see him, especially at this hour.

"Babette, I can't sleep, we need to settle this Yahtzee thing, in the dining room, 5 minutes." He said, and walked away to prepare for the big game ahead.

Rory left lucky room number 7, quietly shutting the door behind her, only to face someone familiar.

"Go get her!" Was all she said, and then went off to her room.

She knew too.

Lorelai sat down on the bed, thinking about her last conversation with Luke. Where was he anyway? Oh, he bolted didn't he? Wait, no! That's crazy! He said it first! And there was a smile! Yes, a smile! He was happy, she was happy. They were both happy, just not together.

Knock knock knock

She paused, and got up to answer the door.

Probably just Rory.

She sighed and opened the door to reveal, none other than Luke.

They looked at each other for a quick beat, and then Luke suddenly came in through the door. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her with all he had. Every ounce of passion that was in him was being displayed. She was kissing him back. They stayed like that for a few more seconds; until Lorelai slipped her arms out from around him, and closed the door.

Never saying anything, never breaking away.

He finally got her.

Giggle giggle giggle

A nice mix of Raincoats and Recipes, Say Goodbye to Daisy Miller, So...Good Talk, and some zippity-pow of my own.

I think this was the longest chapter ever too! Whoot whoot.

Lets try and make the big 2 double-0 with this one!

Live, Love, And Review!

xoxo

Lolabelle