TEXT: (OPEN in Luke's diner, morning. The place is busy but not too much. Kirk is sitting at a table. Suddenly he gets up, goes behind the counter, gets the coffee pot goes back to his table fills up his cup and then goes behind the counter again to put the coffee pot in it's place. Luke watches him.) LUKE: What in the hell do you think you're doing? KIRK: I was just getting some coffee. LUKE: You came behind my counter. KIRK: I saw Lorelai do it the other day. LUKE: Lorelai is my fiance. KIRK: So only people you're sleeping with are allowed to go behind the counter? LUKE: Yes. KIRK: Well...I don't really know you that well, Luke. I mean, I know what you do for a living, and I know you're a Scorpio, and you smell OK, but we've never really connected on a deeper level... LUKE: Get out from behind my counter, Kirk. KIRK: Well, now it's a definite "no". (goes back to his table as Lorelai and Rory enter the diner holding some bags) LORELAI: Oh, my God. Look who's back. RORY: Well, I believe it's those adorable Gilmore Girls. LORELAI: My, how we have missed them. RORY: I hear they're different now. (Luke comes up to them) A little sad. LORELAI: A little broke. LUKE: Don't you two believe in jet lag? LORELAI: No way. We're still flying on the Atlantic City buzz. Hey, (they kiss) handsome. Were you bad while I was gone? LUKE: I was. I went to bed every night at 10:15. LORELAI: Grandpa! what am I gonna do with you? RORY: Hey, Luke. (they hug) LUKE: Hey, Rory. (they all start walking over to a table to sit) LORELAI: We, on the other hand, have not been to bed at all
SUMMARY:
The perfect dress: elegant blush-silk tulle, in Lorelai's size and on sale - ideal for a wedding. The perfect mess: Lane, short tempered, belligerent and miserable since she broke up with Zach and moved back home. Luke goes to have a talk with his former girlfriend Anna Nardini, mother of his daughter April.