Luke still couldn't figure out how to feel. Should he be happy? He wasn't really sure what this meant for him and Lorelai, him and Rachel. It all just came at him so fast. One minute, he'd been ranting at her, and the next he got what he'd wanted since the day he met her.
Lorelai sat with a similar feeling in her stomach. Should she continue talking and avoid thinking about the stares she could feel on the back of her neck? Or should she just leave the diner, and wait for Luke to answer when he felt more comfortable? It was all a blur to Lorelai.
"Luke?" she finally asked.
Luke looked at her. "Yeah?"
"Just making sure you didn't go Silas Marner on me, getting in some catatonic state, that you heard… me," Lorelai confirmed. "Because that would be really bad, you know, you not knowing what I said to you… and then I'd have to say it again…"
Luke took Lorelai's hand and brought her upstairs. Being up there immediately reminded Lorelai of Rachel. Would that always happen? She shuddered at the thought, after confessing that she loved him, he brought her up to his apartment. Was this a good thing? Was it a bad thing?
Meanwhile, the town was still downstairs, chatting about what had just happened. "What do you think they're doing up there?" Kirk asked.
Babette laughed. "C'mon, Kirk, we all know what they're doin' up there!"
"We sure do," Miss Patty said with a laugh.
Kirk turned red in frustration. "Come on, you guys, I don't know what you mean!"
Kirk's mental lightbulb suddenly went off. "And this is an eating establishment! That's disgusting and unsanitary! If I'd have gotten the job as the Town Health Inspector, I'd have written him up just now."
But what the town was thinking wasn't very accurate. Luke and Lorelai sat on his couch, Lorelai waiting for an answer. Luke was trying to come up with a good enough response to her statement. He took a deep breath. "I love you, too. I just... didn't want to say it in front of everyone, you know, get questioned right away. I wanted to give us a second to think about what just happened."
"Phew. That makes things a little easier, here, doesn't it?" she said with a smile.
He leaned in and kissed her. When Lorelai pulled away, Luke was somewhat surprised. "What's wrong?" he asked her.
"I really don't want to take things too quickly here. I mean, we both just disregarded our current… involvements, and I don't want to rush. I have these feelings for you and I want to make sure that this happens the right way," Lorelai insisted.
Luke nodded. "I know what you mean. I… I've just, wanted it for so long, it's good to finally have it."
Lorelai smiled, putting her head down. "You've wanted this for a long time?" she asked, wringing her hands together, feeling like a teenager on her first date.
"Since you walked into the diner that day," Luke confirmed.
Lorelai looked up at him. She looked into his eyes, and something told her that he was telling her the truth, and he wanted it as much as she did.
"Every time you were with someone else, I just thought… why not me?" Luke admitted.
She took his hand. "I thought I was completely nuts, having these feelings for you… I should have been feeling them for other people… but when Rachel came into the picture they got so much more intense, I don't know why. I've never been the jealous type."
"Neither have I," Luke admitted. "Okay, well, a little."
Lorelai put her head on Luke's shoulder. "So I guess we were both watching each other from afar, huh? Wishing we could be the person that the other was with," she mused.
"I guess so," he said.
"What are you going to tell Rachel?" she asked.
Luke sighed. "The truth," he replied.
"It usually is easier that way," Lorelai added.
Luke turned the question around. "What are you going to tell Max?"
Lorelai sighed. "That I am running off to Mexico with Antonio Banderas, and I will learn Spanish and become a flamenco dancer?"
"Huh?" Luke asked.
Lorelai shook her head. "I'm going to tell him the truth, too."
"So where do we start?" Luke asked.
Lorelai sat up. "Let's start… at the beginning. It's a very good place to start. When you read…"
"Jeez, Lorelai, 'The Sound of Music'?"
Lorelai's eyes widened. "You know MUSICALS?"
Luke shook his head. "I don't, at least not on purpose. My mom used to put the records of the musicals on, and it used to drive me and my dad crazy."
"I could insert a Britney Spears song here, but I'll save you the pain," she said, leaning against his shoulder once again.
"This won't happen often, so I'd better enjoy it, huh?"
Lorelai looked at Luke. "No, I'll be hanging all over you, in public."
Luke rolled his eyes. "You won't, and no, I meant the giving in thing, saving me the pain."
Giggling, Lorelai shook her head. "You know me very well. I guess me watching you and you watching me thing may have gotten a little stalker-ish."
"Ah, jeez," Luke replied. "Stalker-ish? That's how you define…"
Lorelai leaned in and kissed Luke before he could get the rest of his sentence out. "I like this better than stalking you, anyway," she teased.