The Summoner of Leviathan
is a Level 20 Knight
The King's Shield

NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! LUCRECIA! *Sobs* Why!?

*Pokes Toronto Man* I'm BORED, man! Give me something to do!

The Summoner of Leviathan, and the Champion of Justice all in one? Impressive.

L'Homme de Toronto... I MISS YOU! [img]http://home.eyesonff.com/images/smilies/heart.gif[/img] *Waves official flag of official TM Fan-girl Club*

You be surprise what looks like mud...

Il n'est pas ici au moment...

*Is offended by Bobby's poking* that stick had DOGGY DOO-DOO on it! Doesn't anyone pay attention to the sticks they pick up now!? *Wipes messed-up sleeve on Bobby* Ou est L'Homme de Toronto? Je suis tres triste...Il n'est pas ici... *Pokes Toronto Man and Bobby with a muddy stick*

Thanks SMF. *counts it* I am missing a penny!

BTW that was good lulusgirl.

*pokes SMF with stick*

*Pays money* Is Toronto Man asleep yet? *Pokes him with a stick*

how much is that?

STARS HOLLOW SIDEWALK - NIGHT
[Luke, nicely dressed with keys in hand, walks around his truck and spots Lorelai approaching.]

LORELAI: Luke.

LUKE: Hey, I was just coming to meet you.

LORELAI: I know. Yeah. [nervously smoothing hair] Could we uh, -- I need to --- I'm sorry, I need to reschedule our dinner.

LUKE: Oh sure.

LORELAI: Yeah, I'm just very tired.

LUKE: Okay.

LORELAI: So I'm sorry that I made you get all dressed up.

LUKE: That's okay, it's good for me to do it every once in awhile. It reminds me why I'm not an accountant.

LORELAI: [odd giggle] Okay.

LUKE: [concerned] Everything okay?

LORELAI: What?

LUKE: Are you okay?

LORELAI: Why?

LUKE: Because you don't look okay.

LORELAI: Well, geez, take me now, sailor.

LUKE: I mean, you look distracted.

LORELAI: Distracted, no. Well, maybe -- yeah. Distracted, okay, sure. I'm very distracted.

LUKE: Anything I can do?

LORELAI: You know, there are very few times in my life when I find myself sitting around thinking, "I wish I was married," but today, I mean -- I'm happy. You know? I like my life. I like my friends. I like my stuff. My time, my space, my TV.

LUKE: Yeah, sure.

LORELAI: But every now and then, just for a moment, I wish I had a partner, someone to pick up the slack. Someone to wait for the cable guy, make me coffee in the morning, meet the stupid sink before it gets sent back to Canada. [wanders to nearby bench and sits]

LUKE: What happened? [joins her on bench]

LORELAI: [ Voice breaking ] Um... [ Sniffles ] I just thought I had everything under control, but I didn't, and the inn is just falling apart. This has been my dream forever, and I have it, and it's here, and I'm failing. I can't handle it. I just spend every minute running around and working and thinking. [Luke puts his arm across the back of the bench and listens quietly.] And I thought I would have help, but Sookie has Davey, and Michel has Celine, and I'm -- I can't do it all by myself. [[Luke moves closer.] And I don't even have time to see my kid, and hell, forget see her, just even talk to her. And I miss her. And I sat there in my parents' house just listening to my grandmother basically call me a charity case, and I couldn't even argue with her. I couldn't even say anything, because I am. I'm running out of money, and I don't know what to do about it, and I was gonna, I was gonna ask you for $30,000 at dinner tonight. That's how pathetic I am.

LUKE: Thirty thousand dollars. Well, okay, I mean if you --

LORELAI: I don't want to talk about it now. I don't want to think about it. [hiding face, she leans against his chest] I'm failing. [ Sobs ] I'm failing.

[Luke hugs her close, strokes her hair, and gently rubs her arm.]

LUKE: You are not failing.

LORELAI: [muffled] I don't know what to do. I don't know what to do. I don't know what to do.

LUKE: [gently] It's okay.

De riens....Now for my payment...You pay me one million pennies.

Mon Saviour! Merci beaucoup!