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�No, I should get going. Chief Baker wants to go over some things before the clean up crew comes �round,� Lorelai said, fumbling through her purse to find her wallet. She located it and pulled some bills from inside, dropping them on the table without asking how much she needed to pay. It was automatic mental math that both she and Rory did whenever they ordered. She stood up and pulled on her jacket.
�Thanks again for letting me crash at your place the other night. That was way above and beyond the call.�
Luke shook his head, a soft smile gracing his lips. �You needed help. Besides, Mrs. Slutsky was about to pull out her shotgun. I had to do something,� he said, trying to play it off like it was nothing.
�What is Mrs. Slutsky doing with a shotgun?� Lorelai frowned.
�She got it the day Jess moved in,� Luke said before turning to tend to another customer. Lorelai rolled her eyes and tramped down the urge to ask Luke again what he was going to do about the Jess situation. It wasn�t the right time, she decided, though she made a note to talk to him about it later.
Lorelai called a quick goodbye as she left the diner, knowing she would be back in a few hours for dinner and company since Rory was working on something at the Franklin and would be late since she was acting editor while Paris was away and with the fire and everything she had procrastinated too much already. She got in her Jeep and drove to the Inn where the Fire Chief had set up a tent that was acting as his office and headquarters for all things post-fire related.
Chief Baker wasn�t there yet, but there was a black BMW parked outside the Inn. Lorelai frowned, praying it wasn�t someone who hadn�t heard the news about the Inn being closed until the damage was repaired. As she parked her car the driver�s side door of the BMW opened and a young man in a dark suit stepped out, sunglasses perched on his nose.
�Lorelai Victoria Gilmore?� the suit asked as she got out of the Jeep.
�That�s me. Can I help you?� she asked, nervous. She had never liked being full-named by her parents and having a total stranger do it was not a good sign.
The suit handed her an envelope. She took it and frowned. �You have been served,� he said. �Have a nice day,� he tossed over his shoulder before heading back to his car.