[Cedric]

Okay, sorry, hat ein bisschen lange gedauert, aber hier ist der neue Teil... Danke fuer eure FBs... beim naechsten mal gibt es dann auch Re-FBs Ich hoffe ihr lest weiter...






Chapter Two: So damn clever


Exhausted, Lorelai finally reached her home. The day at the Independence Inn had been very long. Michel had been driving her crazy, obsessing over a couple who were supposed to steal bathrobes every time they came there. Just like usually, he had exaggerated like hell and no bathrobes were missing at the end of the day. Lorelai didn’t know whether she should think it was funny or not.
As she opened the door, she almost ran into her husband, who was on his way out.
“Where are you going?” Lorelai asked.
“We’re out of coffee, honey. I can’t let you go to waste without it.”
Lorelai smiled, she really was lucky to deserve such an husband as Max.
“But where are you going? Everything’s already closed by now.”
“I guess I’ll go to Luke’s. I know you love his stuff, don’t you?”
With these words he was out the door and soon out of sight.




Meanwhile, Luke’s was nearly deserted. Only Taylor, who was in an exceptionally good mood, which bothered Luke slightly, and Rachel were there. She was sitting at the counter reading a magazine. She had been quiet all evening long, but nothing seemed to be seriously wrong. Maybe she was just tired… The suddenly opening door diverted Luke’s thoughts. A rare guest was entering his diner. It was Max Medina. He smiled, greeted both him and Rachel, who suddenly looked alert. Luke couldn’t think of a reason why but maybe he just had imagined it because Rachel already was reading her magazine again. But he still had the strange feeling that she was listening very closely to them. Again, Max interrupted his train of thought.
“Luke, could you do me a favor? We’re out of coffee and I won’t let my wife divorce me just due to a caffeine-frenzy.”
Luke let out a laugh.
“Yeah, sure. I never want to see her like at the time I first met her. She was driving me insane, following me around, asking who knows what. Her eyes were literally popping out. I told her to sit down, to wait her turn. But you know her, she won’t shut up until I tell her my birthday, she took a newspaper, tore out the horoscope page and wrote down under Scorpio: Give that annoying woman coffee and she’ll go away.”
Luke stopped talking and edited the last part of the story and concealed the fact that he had held on to this horoscope, for who knows what reasons.
Max smiled. He could imagine how crazy this woman must have looked to Luke. But at the same time he wondered, if he ever had heard Luke talk so enthusiastic about anything or anyone. He noticed Rachel beside him stiffen. Had she noticed it, too or was he just being paranoid? It had been months since he had been a little jealous of Luke just because he had to use his toolbox. But Max also knew that they were just friends, that they were never more than that and he was sure, Rachel also knew that. He imperceptibly shook his head, paid Luke for the coffee and left the diner, but with a slightly uneasy feeling.
Inside, Luke continued to clean up the diner, then said to Taylor:
“Hey, man, we’re closing up.”
“Yeah, actually, Luke, I wanted to ask you a favor.”
Luke groaned, he should have known that Taylor was up to something.
“What, Taylor? I won’t participate in any stupid town even. I’m sick of it.”
“No, no. Actually it’s for the kids. You know their play for school. Romeo and Juliet. We need someone to build the houses and stuff… and you’re very handy. Come on, Luke, it’s for the kids.”
Luke looked at Rachel who seemed to be slightly amused. She just winked at him and nodded.
“Okay,” Luke groaned, “I’ll do it. But not for you, Taylor, not for you. Just for the kids.”
“Works fine with me. Okay, then I’m gonna ask a few more people to help. I already have Miss Patty for the choreography and Lorelai for the costumes. Thank you, Luke!”
With those words, Taylor left the diner, leaving Luke unhappily behind.