Lorelai looked around Stars Hollow as she sat next to Luke in the horse drawn sleigh. Every year, winter in Stars Hollow seemed to outdo itself. It was almost magic... scratch that, it was magic. Lorelai, for fear of making Luke upset, refrained from commenting further about Jess. She was determined to bring up a new subject, but she didn't quite know what it would be.

"So, how's your stay been so far?" she asked, attempting anything to break the deafening silence.

Luke nodded. "You've done a nice job. I'm sure the entire town will be raving about this for years. They're all nutcases like that."

She smiled, fingering her scarf. It meant a lot to her that Luke was having a nice time. He wasn't a party animal, but for him to let her know that she was doing a nice job meant something. He was… Luke, after all.

Lorelai often wondered how he thought of her, what she meant to him. She would never dare ask, because she knew that 'coffee addict' and 'talks too much' would be words prevalent in the conversation. But deep down, she'd wondered how he described her to others. When the moment called for it, Lorelai wouldn't hesitate to talk about Luke… but she could never put her finger on what he was to her. She bit her lower lip, thinking that now was as good a time as ever to find out.

"How do you see me? What do you describe me as to other people?"

Luke was somewhat taken aback by the question. "Why do you ask?"

She sighed. "Well, see, I know it's all about perception in this town. Actually, it's all about perception anywhere, really. If I said, 'oh, Luke did this'… then I have to describe your role in my life. And it's not such a simple task."

"No?"

Lorelai shook her head. "See, you've built bookshelves and chuppahs, repaired sinks and windows… but you've been there for us when it's been hard, when we needed you most. You're the one person I can count on, for anything. The title 'friend' just seems so… I don't know, beneath what you deserve. I mean, Kirk is my friend."

"I see."

"So, what do you think?" she asked, letting out a sigh.

"Well," he started, "I've always seen us as friends. But then again, I'm not really concerned with other people's perception of me."

She nodded. "It's just that I think I need to figure out your title in my life. You're just 'Luke' right now, and that title comes with a lot of explanation. I mean, really, not many people can take a 'Luke' for what he's worth… and that's a lot."

"How about 'best friend'?" Luke offered.

Lorelai shook her head. "See, Rory's my best friend. At least that's according to the normal person's perception of us, and I think it's accurate. Besides, you haven't read enough Jane Austen or Charles Dickens to be Rory. And you aren't as fashion conscious."

"I guess not," he chuckled.

She unconsciously brushed a strand of hair away from her face as Luke put his arm around her, as though it were no big deal. She could play it cool if Luke could, so she continued. "I mean, the explanation would be a lot… but I could just leave you as 'title to be determined' if that's easier. I could just say you're 'Luke', because I wouldn't want you to feel awkward, or anything like that…"

She was interrupted by Luke, leaning in to give her a kiss. When he pulled away, and he saw her smiling, he gave one final suggestion.

"How about you tell people we're together? You know, a couple… dating…"

Lorelai smiled. "I think that's going to be the perception after tonight, anyway, so… sounds perfect." She leaned in for another kiss as the snow began to fall harder, almost letting Lorelai know that what just happened was right.