SEGMENT TWO

INT. DRAGONFLY INN – FRONT DESK – NEXT MORNING

Lorelai is at the desk going through some accounts as Sookie enters the scene.

SOOKIE: (Throws her hands in the air as she speaks rather loudly) That's it! I quit!

LORELAI: (Startled, she looks up) Is Michel bugging you again?

SOOKIE: (Points towards the direction of the kitchen) He's in there fixing the French Onion Soup! Because he says I didn't add enough Gruyère cheese!

LORELAI: Isn't it a little warm out for soup?

SOOKIE: (Rolls her eyes as she sets her arms on the counter) He was whining about how much he missed his mother's cooking…

LORELAI: Aw Sookie, you fell for that again?

SOOKIE: I know! I'm such a pushover. So I asked him what specifically he missed, and he said "French Onion Soup" – and you know, I've made that before. He comes in the kitchen as I'm making it, and started off on everything I was doing wrong!

LORELAI: (Shakes her head and goes back to her work) That's so Michel.

SOOKIE: So Michel. (Sighs)

LORELAI: Do you want me to go kick him out of the kitchen?

SOOKIE: Nah let him torture the kitchen staff a little. They'll appreciate me more.

LORELAI: (Shakes her head once more at Sookie's ways. Then suddenly remembers) Oh hey! I've been meaning to ask you. Are you and Jackson in the market for a flat screen television?

SOOKIE: (Thinks) Oh, I don't know. We've never really talked about it. (Inquires) Why? (A little smile appears on her face) Are you getting rid of yours?

LORELAI: Tell me if you want it, and it's yours.

SOOKIE: (Giddy) A flat screen would be nice. How much?

LORLEAI: (Not sure how to answer) Oh, zero dollars plus a few dinners out with you, Jackson, me and Luke. It can't be at your house, because Luke will see it.

SOOKIE: (Confused) Luke's making you get rid of the flat screen?

LORELAI: No. He doesn't even know I'm trying to get rid of it. It's just…

SOOKIE: (Suddenly clicks) Ohhh… Christopher. He doesn't like it because it's Christopher's?

LORELAI: Well, kinda. He didn't really say. I don't even really know if that's the reason Luke doesn't spend the night at the house.

SOOKIE: So you're getting rid of the flat screen because you assume Luke doesn't like it… and that's why he doesn't spend the night at the house?

LORELAI: (Unsure) Well, there was that day he spent some time at the house – mainly in the kitchen – but we sat down in the living room to watch some TV… and he was staring at it for some reason.

SOOKIE: Uh, could it possibly be because he was actually watching what was on TV.

LORELAI: (Realizes how ridiculous her previous statement) Oh, that's why. (Shakes it off) Regardless, he has yet to spend the night with me at my place. He always gives excuses. Valid ones… but still. It's just that every time we've… (suggestively) you know… it's been at his apartment.

SOOKIE: (Voice of reason) Maybe you should find out for sure before getting rid of everything that you think is the cause for something… that you aren't even sure exists?

LORELAI: You're right. You're right. I intend to find out tonight. But I really do want to get rid of the flat screen. It's just not me.

SOOKIE: (Thinks) You know, come to think of it... Neither am I. Besides, I don't know where it would go in our house. We have very little wall space because of all the frames that I've been hanging up lately. And you know… it would so not go with our wallpaper.

LORELAI: (Sad that she now has to find another person) So, you don't want it?

SOOKIE: Nah… besides I like having you and Luke over for dinner. (This makes Lorelai smile) However, I can get Jackson to help you take it down… if you want to give it away to Big Brothers or something?

LORELAI: (Smiles again) Thank you.

Michel enters the scene with a bowl of soup in his hand.

MICHEL: (As he sniffs the content in the bowl) Mmmm.

SOOKIE: (Turns around and makes evil eye contact with him) Jerk! (She starts to walk back to the kitchen).

MICHEL: (As he sets it on the counter) Just like my Mama makes it.

LORELAI: (Looks at the soup) Has your Mama ever taught you manners? That looks good.

MICHEL: It tastes divine.

LORELAI: (Pulls her eyes away from the soup) Hey, are you in the market for a flat screen? (Animated) You know… a nice flat screen for your living room.

MICHEL: (Making no eye contact what so ever – because he's occupied with his soup) I already have one in the living room.

LORELAI: (Still animated) How about one for your bedroom? Huh? A sleek TV for you to watch in bed?

MICHEL: Already have one in my bedroom.

LORELAI: (Frowns) Exactly how much do I pay you?

MICHEL: (As he turns around to leave) Not enough. The flat screen in my kitchen is only a 20 inch.

Fades on Lorelai rolling her eyes.

INT. TOWN MEETING – THURSDAY NIGHT

Scene opens as Taylor finishes up the town meeting.

TAYLOR: (As he slams down the gavel) Okay, that's settled! The Summer Carnival will be postponed until the first week of August.

SOOKIE: (Sitting next to Lorelai, whispers to her) So going from door to door offering a free dessert at the Inn in exchange for voting for a late Summer carnival paid off.

LORELAI: (Whispers back) This way, Rory and April can be here for it.

SOOKIE: You're good.

LORELAI: (Grins) iiiii know.

JACKSON: (Sitting next to Sookie, leans in and whispers to both ladies) Why did we say 'no' to the flat screen again?

SOOKIE: (Whispers back) Because I like cooking for my friends.

JACKSON: (Leans back on his chair as he nods but not comprehending) Right… right.

TAYLOR: Goodnight folks! Travel safe. Be sure to visit the Soda Shoppe tomorrow because it's 'buy one large gelato and get an extra small free' day!

BABETTE: (As she and Morey walk out with Lorelai and Sookie and passes them) You know "extra small" doesn't even exist on other days.

LORELAI: (Shakes her head) He's one conniving business man. (Smiles) Goodnight, Babette and Morey.

BABETTE: Goodnight, dolls.

MOREY: Good night, ladies.

Everyone wishes each other a good night.

SOOKIE: (Turns to Lorelai) Did you talk to him yet?

LORELAI: No, not yet. I'm going to call him.

SOOKIE: (As she walks away with Jackson) Good luck!

Lorelai watches as Sookie and Jackson walk hand in hand toward their house. She looks over at the diner and sees the light on… however, the blinds are closed.

LORELAI: (Sighs as she reaches in for her cell phone. She speed dials) Hey.

It's Luke on the other end. Scene cuts between the INT. DINER and EXT. PATTY'S STUDIO

LUKE: Hey. How was the meeting?

LORELAI: (Smiling) Oh you know… long.

LUKE: (As he works on the accounts) They all are. So, what's up?

LORELAI: Nothing. (Starts to pace) Nothing. Do you have to open the diner in the morning?

LUKE: Nope.

LORELAI: Got any early deliveries you need to be there for?

LUKE: Nope.

LORELAI: Well then, what do you say you come over and we can watch a movie or… (suggestively smiles) you know.

LUKE: (Chuckles) Sounds good… but I have to work on some accounts before bed… and I don't know when I will be done.

LORELAI: Ah, so you're working late.

LUKE: Yeah… I hate to admit it, but since Zach left – I've been working overtime in the diner and haven't had enough time to organize and update the accounts.

LORELAI: (Disappointed, but understandingly responds) Oh, yeah. I understand. See you tomorrow then?

LUKE: (Smiles into the phone) See you tomorrow. G'night.

LORELAI: G'night. (Sighs)

She places the cell phone in her back pocket, takes a look at the diner again and leaves the scene.

INT. LUKE'S DINER – FRIDAY MORNING

The morning rush is gradually dying down. A few known townies are scattered throughout the diner. Among them are Kirk at the counter, and Joe and Taylor at separate tables. Lorelai enters the diner and walks straight to the counter.

LORELAI: (As she sits down) Good morning, Caesar.

CAESAR: Hey, Lorelai. Coffee?

LORELAI: To go please. (Looks sideways at Kirk with his newspaper) Good morning, Kirk. (Kirk raises his head from the papers and nods. Lorelai sees Luke emerging from the back and smiles) Hey.

LUKE: (Smiles back) Hey. (He leans over the counter and gives her a quick peck on the lips. He situates himself in front, prepared to pay all his attention on her). So, what are your plans for today?

LORELAI: Oh, not much. (Caesar sets a to-go cup on the counter) Thanks, Caesar. (To Luke) Work, fight with Michel, work, drink 10 cups of coffee, work, Friday night dinner.

LUKE: (Sighs) And I'm still going to that, huh?

LORELAI: Yup, you're still going.

LUKE: There's no way out of it?

LORELAI: Don't believe so.

LUKE: And I'm guessing I still have to wear a suit?

LORELAI: Not unless you don't want to. You could wear nothing, (grins) and I'd still love ya.

LUKE: It's your mother that still hates me.

LORELAI: (Shakes her head) Nah, she doesn't. Do you want me to go upstairs and pick a suit for you?

LUKE: You mean from the three that I have? Would you?

LORELAI: (As she grabs purse and slides off the stool) Of course!

Luke follows with her coffee.

CUT INT. LUKE'S APARTMENT – A MINUTE LATER

Luke enters the apartment and sets the coffee on the table.

LORELAI: (Walks directly to the closet) Let's see here. (Luke sits down on the bed next to her purse).

LUKE: She's going to kill me tonight.

LORELAI: (As she goes through his wardrobe and gently throws shirts on to the bed) No, she's not.

LUKE: Why else would she invite me to her house after I hung up on her.

LORELAI (Finds a light blue shirt with a gray suit) I told you, she's over it. (Holds up the clothes) How about these.

LUKE: (Not caring) Sure.

LORELAI: (Looks at the blue shirt) Naw… the blue doesn't seem right (She turns back into the closet).

LUKE: I studied up on everything to do with my insurance, just in case Richard asks me questions.

LORELAI: (Chuckles) Hon, really – don't worry about it. (As she turns around with a black shirt now added to the gray suit) For some weird reason, I think Friday night dinner is going to be fine this time. (Holds up the combination) How about this?

LUKE: (Barely looking) Sure. So your mother didn't express any desires to grill me out on the patio?

LORELAI: Nope. (Looks at the suit as she places it on the bed) I think this is perfect.

LUKE: (Smiles and gets up off the bed, he moves up close to Lorelai) Thanks.

LORELAI: Anytime.

Luke kisses her in appreciation.

LORELAI: (As she pulls away slightly, she randomly blurts out) Why don't you spend the night at my house?

LUKE: (Caught off guard) What?

LORELAI: (Swallows a bit before she continues) You haven't spent the night with me at my place since we got back together.

LUKE: (Thinks) Really?

LORELAI: Yeah.

LUKE: I didn't even realize that.

LORELAI: (Hesitantly) Oh, I thought… maybe… you were uncomfortable… and…

LUKE: (Still showing signs of obliviousness) Why would I be uncomfortable?

LORELAI: I don't know. I just thought… You know…

LUKE: (Realizes what she means) Oh.

LORELAI: Yeah.

LUKE: (Chuckles a bit) No, I don't think so. If I haven't spent the night there…

LORELAI: Which you haven't.

LUKE: It's just a coincidence. (Sternly) It's just a coincidence.

LORELAI: (Nods) You're right. (Brushes it off) I don't know why I was worrying.

LUKE: (Smiles) I should get to work. See you downstairs?

LORELAI: Yup (gestures to the shirts on the bed) after I put these back.

LUKE: Okay (He walks out of the apartment).

Lorelai sighs and starts to pick up the shirts.

Scene fades.

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