Rory almost rang the doorbell, and stopped. "Wait," she thought. Then she reached into her bag and pulled out her key, and opened the door. "Hey," She said to Dean.
"Oh hey!" He said, excited to see her. He walked up to her, and gave her a kiss.
"Let's talk about the wedding." Rory said grinning.
They sat down on the couch. "I've got a better idea." Dean said kissing her.
After a few minutes, Rory pushed away. "Really."
"Okay." He said, using all of his power to resist. "What do you want to talk about?"
"I don't know. Do you want a summer wedding, or fall?"
"It doesn't matter." Dean said still kind of dreamily looking into her eyes.
"I'm guessing you're not really into the whole wedding planning thing."
Dean nodded. "But I'm into the whole honeymoon thing." He said. "Any ideas?" He said flirting, even though they were already engaged.
"Let's have a summer wedding. Early summer, and then we can travel."
"Where do you want to go?"
"France, or Italy, maybe Spain or Belgium or Netherlands."
"Whoa." Dean said.
"And that's only the top five…"
Dean smiled at his fiancé.
"Can we get married at the Inn?"
Dean nodded. "It'll be beautiful in the summer."
"I love you." Rory said.
"I love you too."
In Lorelai's House
"Do you want to have a kid?" Lorelai asked out of the blue.
"Whoa," Luke said, quickly looking up from his fishing magazine. "Aren't you" He paused, "Old?"
"Thanks!"
"You know what I meant."
"I'm not a day older than 22."
"Not this again!" Luke complained.
Lorelai spoke seriously again. "I'm not saying that I should wait another 15 years, but we could have a kid. I mean, do you want to have a kid?"
Luke nodded. "Do you?"
Lorelai began to get tears in her eyes, and she nodded. "Because mine is all grown up."
Luke put his arm around her shoulder.