As Rory led Logan into her childhood home they were greeted by the smell of takeout from Al's. Kicking off her shoes and tossing her purse on the couch she headed for the kitchen with Logan in tow.

"We're back." Rory said by way of annoucment as they entered the kitchen. The table was covered in just about every chinese food dish you could think of.

"I didnt know really when you'd be back, so it might be a little cold by now. But you know Al's chinese is always better cold anyway." Lorelai said directed at Rory, before turning her attention to Logan. "I'm sorry about your dad Logan."

Logan nodded and shrugged slightly still unsure of exactly how he felt about his father's passing. "Thanks Lorelai." He gazed at the table. "I hope this tastes better than the smell."

Rory laughed as she neared the table and then looked at Logan. "It's better after it has sat out for a little while." She paused picking an eggroll off the teetering tower whch had been expertly presented on a Daffy Duck children's plate from her youth." Which would explain why its all cold." She added before popping the eggroll in her mouth.

"I see." Logan replied laughing.

"It doesn't make much sense to me either." Luke added entering the house through the back door in the kitchen. "Hey Logan. Sorry about your dad." His words were kind, but his tone was offputting. Logan sensed that maybe he wasn't exactly thrlled that he had been invited.

"Thanks Luke. Good to see you." He replied, hoping to smooth whatever Luke was upset over out.

"Well that's enough chit chat. It's been sitting out for two hours, dig in!" Lorelai said with enthusiam only she could muster before she handed out brightly colored Disney Princess plates to everyone standing around the table.

"Yours?" Logan asked, teasing Rory as he looked down at Sleeping Beauty's face staring back up at him.

"Nope. Those would be mom." Rory said as she started spooning chow mein and orange chicken onto her plate.

"I got them free after I sent in eight box tops from fruit snacks." Lorelai added with a bright smile as she took nothing but the beef from the beef and broccoli and a pile of crab rangoons.

"Those fruit snacks probably took six months off your life for every package you ate." Luke said with a slight curl of his lip, as he loaded his plate with veggies and brown rice. "If I have to live for years after you go to an early grave, it's all Kellogg's fault." The group all laughed.

"So, there's a ton meeting at 8. But you two don't have to come." Lorelai said in between mouthfulls of food. "I'm trying to convince Luke to close the diner long enough to come with me. Taylor has some sort of big news that he's telling us all tonight." They had all gathered in the living room. Luke and Lorelai had perched themselves on the couch, while Rory and Logan and chose to sit in the mismatched easy chairs across from the couch. Luke swallowed his bite of brocolli and rolled his eyes at Lorelai.

"I haven't done it in years, but I would be happy to moonlight at the diner tonight so that you could drag Luke with you." Rory said with a smile, her famous Gilmore scheming smile plastered across her face.

"Rory, you don't have to do that. In your condition. I can stay. Your mother can be just fine at the town meeting without me." Luke said leaning forward an putting his plate on the coffee table.

"Buuuuut we're married now! You are supposed to be catering to my every whim." Lorelai teasingly whined as she looked at her newly minted husband.

"I'll help." Logan said quietly looking from Rory to Luke, to Lorelai. He figured he could handle one night, and maybe this would help warm Logan to him.

Before Luke could come up with another excuse as to why he needed to be at the diner and not at the town meeting, Lorelai grinned. "It's all settled then. Logan and Rory will help at the diner. And you will accompany me to the town meeting. Make sure you save some fried rice and egg rolls for me to put in my purse."

Luke rolled his eyes, even though there was a slight smile playing on his lips. He leaned over and kissed his wifes forehead before picking his plate back up. "Yes, dear."