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OOC | Luke & Abed
Sooooo Luke would be crotchety as always???? But I feel like he'd be like, "Yeah that kid's really weird but he has a good heart." But mostly he'd just worry about him???? Like every time he sees him, "Are you ok?" But he lives in a town full of weird people so idek that he'd stand out THAT much, he'd just be like, "This town," *deep sigh*
Best of Luke and Jess
I am sorry about Rory. You know I care more about her than I do myself.
#no #guys #you don’t understand #this makes me SO emotional #because holy fuck #this is one of the best things about this show #the fact that luke was the father figure that rory never had on christopher #he was the one there at her graduation #and on her birthdays #and whenever she needed him #he was the one who supported her all the way #luke #and not because he was in love with her mother #but because he genuinely loved her #I mean the whole speech on the S5 SF #I JUST CAN’T
ooc | Luke & Sarah
So Sarah here is a homicide detective who is like 1000% obsessed with her job and eating is kinda an after thought. Also she never cooks anything ever so take out is something she’s hugely grateful for, otherwise she’d just live on vending machines (she actually does a good bit of that actually, haha.) Anyway, I can see her coming into Luke’s during odd times and I feel like they’d actually get on pretty well - not that they’d actually be friends friends, but like yeah. She keeps to herself mostly, but she can be friendly when she wants to be and I mean, she’s not someone who would get on Luke’s nerves, I don’t think.
I can see her being one of those customers he's always after about taking care of themselves. I also feel like, though, he'd be like GO DO YOUR JOB (not that she needs that push) bc whoa we all need those murderers taken care of (esp since crime has gone up 300000000000% lately ;DDDD). But he'd also want to know things, I think, until it gets to actual wounds/hospitals. ;DDD Also, I feel like he'd want her advice in how to fortify the Gilmore house, basically, bc lbr they need all the hope they can get. ;DDD
Anyway, yes, friendly relationship with burgers sounds great!! ;DDDD
ooc | Nick & Luke
Okay, so I definitely think that these two would meet through Jess and Lorelai, yeah? And like, on one hand I really see them getting along b/c they both can be pretty grumpy and perfect foils to their goofy/optimistic counterparts, but at the same time I also see Luke like wanting to throttle Nick? Like have you seen the episode where Nick has a box where he puts all of his bills/things he doesn’t want to deal with? Like Nick’s inability to face his responsibilities would probably get Luke pretty upset?
Also, they aren’t fans of cellphones. ;DD
OMG yes I have seen that!! HAHAH Luke would be like, "Esp if you want to be with that woman, you need to clean up your act," etc. I can actually see them having this really bizarre relationship where they drink beers and complain about the world together but then, like, if they talk long enough, they end up trying to strangle each other and basically Lorelai and Jess always keep them on watch like two little kids. Like, in a weird way, I can see Luke kind of viewing Nick as the little brother he never had???? And I can also see him giving some ~unwanted interference/advice in Nick's life, which probs doesn't end well. Also, I feel like Luke is constantly trying to introduce him to nature??? And like we've seen how well Nick does with nature, ok. HAHAHAH
ooc || Liz & Luke
KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATE. HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII. I HAVE BEEN AWFUL AND HAVEN’T ATTACKED YOU YET AND DECIDED TO FIX THIS. So yes. I feel like Luke and Liz should have some type of super awesome relationship because Luke has food and therefore Liz will automatically love him. And will eat at the dinner, like, all the time. Yep. So thoughts? XDD
Luke likes customers, but you wouldn't know it to meet him. ;DDDD But you watched Gilmore Girls, right? hahaha! Either way, he knows the drill with enthusiastic customers (Exhibit A: Lorelai Gilmore) and just ~sigh: here's your food. Eat up. IDEK hahaha Also, his burgers are the actual best burgers, so there's that ;DDDDDDDD
Killer Salad | Luke, Dean, Lorelai, & Sam
"No, Lorelai, I can't let you do this."
It was an ongoing discussion, through the whole sixteen years of their relationship, and one that Luke primarily let lapse, but occasionally felt compelled to bring up again. It was her quip about grease that had reintroduced the topic to his mind.
"Rory is still a growing child. She needs to eat properly." Usually, he would have broken in, about now, to address Rory, herself, on the topic, but Rory was at Chilton, at the moment, forcing Luke to try bargaining with Lorelai, even though he knew just how far that tactic had always gotten him in the past. "Do you know what the government oks? I just read an article about the direct link between alzheimers and gmos. Please, reconsider."
The inscrutable look on Lorelai's face gave him the answer, and Luke might have relented just then, had a tow-headed young man, sporting an admittedly nice brown leather coat and - was that Dean Forester? He carried himself differently, somehow - stepped inside. With a conceited smirk, the leather-clad one sank into the seat beside Lorelai. "Oh, good, a lecture on the virtues of salads. Save it. Burgers are what America runs on. We're real people with real lives. We don't eat rabbit food."
Dean Forester did not exactly look pleased and, something told him, the boys had been having a very similar discussion as they'd walked in, to the one he and Lorelai were sharing.
My Purse Costs More than this House | Luke & Lucille
Michael had put a hold on their bank account — well the company’s account — which the Bluths had been using for as long as Lucille could remember. Without that, there was no money. And if they didn’t have money — dear god, what did they have?
He wasn’t answering his phone and when he wasn’t at the office, Lucille went on a mad dash from place to place, asking anyone who might have come into contact with him. Finally, she wondered if he might be with Lorelai and drove out (for the first time) to Lorelai’s home.
She was immediately appalled (and distracted) by the personal touches - such as the lawn chairs and the pumpkins on the stairs. And while she didn’t always agree with her daughter Lindsay, she was at least thankful that she had better taste than Lorelai. She mentally tucked this away to bring up the next time she saw Emily.
Between having her eyes off the road and the fact that all she’s had had today was several vodka martinis, Lucille drove her car right into the tree in front of Lorelai’s house.
"Hmm, I should have called a cab," She said, stepping calmly from the vehicle.
Where it had begun, Luke couldn't say. He had a sneaking suspicions it'd begun the first day she'd come into his diner, plaguing him until he'd finally relented and given her one of her hideous coffees. Afterall, despite his own nagging inability to openly sympathize with strangers, even Luke was touched by this poor single teenage mom. Besides, it felt it was obvious to anyone who met Lorelai that she could use some help. In any case, somewhere in the shuffle of years, Luke had become her personal handyman. Not that he minded - the furthest thing from that. The excuse to drop by her home at any time was something he relished...but he also couldn't admit that. Besides, it came with its own stresses, such as the knowledge that at any day her gas stove might blow up and kill both Gilmore girls in an instant.
It was this stove he'd come to fix. Luke wasn't sure he'd counted it such a blessing, previously, that his father had been in the hardware business, but it had certainly proven a blessing to Lorelai.
Luke hadn't thought much of it when a cadillac had veered out in front of him on his drive to the house. The erratic behavior up ahead had given him more pause.
"Hey!" Luke shouted from inside his car. "Pull off the road! Don't you know you're gonna get someone hurt!" Shaking his head, he'd determinedly turned up the radio, as if this could somehow save him from the headache this driver was even now giving him. "Drunk drivers," he muttered. "Stupid, irresponsible..." he frowned. "Hey, didn't I see that car on World's Worst Drivers?"
It was around this time that Lucille suddenly veered right into Lorelai's driveway. "Oh no," muttered Luke.
The dull thud was the worst of it. Even the dry shrieks of wood-on-metal weren't as sharp in the pit of his stomach as that. Jumping out of his car, Luke rushed up to the car, getting as close to the driver's side as he could. "Hey! Hey! You ok?"
One Gifset Per Episode→ 1.10 Forgiveness and Stuff
I am sorry about Rory. You know I care more about her than I do myself.
Luke is my… special friend
No One Ever Gets Shot at Luke's | Jesse & Luke
"Alright, Mr. Danes!" Jesse said, tapping the specials menu with his hand. He might be selling meth and getting some mad cheddar for it, but he still appreciated a good deal. Plus, Jesse had lived his life long enough to know that things could be going well one minute, only to go sour the next.
"Uh, yeah can I get the hot dog with a side of fries? With a chocolate shake. And, can I get a large onion ring and a coke put in for my friend? He’ll be here in like two seconds."
He slid the menu back across the counter, ”Hey, can I ask you something? What’s with the no cellphones thing? I mean, you like … afraid of radiation or something?”
Without a word, Luke scribbled down Jesse's order and posted it on the wall. When he requested a second, he arched his brows. "I don't care if you order ten meals you aren't gonna eat, so long as you're gonna pay for it if your pal doesn't show," he said, eyeing Jesse intently.
Luke's eyes found Jesse's with (irritated) surprise when he voiced his question. "What's with the no cell phones thing," repeated Luke, his brows arching. "You're here to eat, to enjoy your stay, what could possibly be so urgent that you need the constant irritating buzzing of a phone? My customers don't want to hear your irritating ringtone or you prattling along to someone who doesn't care enough to actually show up and I sure as hell don't."
Luke's eyes narrowed. "Do you know, I hate cell phones, Jesse. They have their purpose, sure, but you aren't old enough to remember the peace and quiet before they came about and you certainly don't know what it's like to be in a situation and just plain have to figure it out on your own. Do you know, I think something valuable was lost the day cell phones were invented." Luke rolled his eyes, "Also, there may or may not be radiation, how are we supposed to know things like that?" he ceded. "Why? Got somebody you gotta call, Jesse?"
Stakeout | Charlie & Luke
Charlie sat in his corner table at Luke’s. He was a semi-regular and half the time he came in, he ordered a glass milk, which he’d mix with flour and vitamins from Dosey’s to make into little energy balls. Luke tended to get upset when he did this — because he made a mess, for one thing — but he tended to do it from behind his fort of menus, so Luke didn’t always notice until it was too late.
Today, he had some more cash on him, so he looked through the menu for something more substantial.
Besides, it was Saturday, which meant that Jess might be much later if she came in at all. Usually, he’d come and wait for her during the mornings, since she’d come in sometimes before school and he didn’t have to be at the bar until late in the afternoon.
But, for one thing, Charlie couldn’t really read the menu. He could pick out some words, but for the most part, he was just pretending to read in case Jess came in. He wanted to look smart.
Everyone knew that Luke had a tendency to be surly and Charlie happened to be one of those people who ignited this in him. So it was that when Charlie came traipsing in, that day, Luke greet him with a glower. He was, however, busy in the moment and it took him a minute to make his way over to Charlie's table.
"If you order a milk, so help me, Charlie, I will toss you out on your ass." To Luke's surprise, however, he was leafing through one of the menus. Holding his note pad out in front of him, Luke's eyes followed Charlie's motions.
"What are you doing, Charlie?" he inquired with an almost resigned sigh. "You...know Jess isn't here, right?" Even if the teacher remained oblivious to Charlie's attentions, Luke had certainly noticed - with annoyance. Jess did not by any account have her act together in that department: the last thing she needed was Charlie.
No One Ever Gets Shot at Luke's | Jesse & Luke
"Dude, where are you? I’ve been standing outside for like twenty minutes, yo. Are you coming or not? …. Yeah, I’d get a table, except that the asshole behind the counter doesn’t let you use cellphones … yes, I’ve got it. You better show, Badger, because I’m on a tight schedule."
Jesse shut his cellphone, turned around, and walked into Luke’s. The small dinner was in the middle of the lunch rush, so the only place Jesse had to sit was up at the counter - which wasn’t ideal for a deal, but the place was crowded enough that he might be able to pull it off.
But that wasn’t the problem. The problem was Badger who wasn’t always the most subtle person.
Drumming his hands on the counter, a little impatiently (Mr. White was anxious that he move more product and he didn’t have too much time to waste if he was going to sell an entire pound — which was setting his sights really high). But as long as he was here, he might as well eat.
"Uh, hey. You got any specials today?"
Luke Danes was a busy man. Everyday he got up, opened shop, served breakfast, served lunch, served dinner, closed up shop, and went to bed. Sure, life was predictable (save for the wild Lorelai popping up and throwing his ordered world into chaos - secretly, he didn't mind, though), but it was the life he'd chosen and it certainly did not permit for a great deal of breaks.
It was for this reason that he pinned a look of annoyance on the new comer with the beanie on his head and pointed behind him to a chalkboard labelled TODAY'S SPECIAL. Luke was the furthest thing from a people person.
"Yeah, we got one. Here, take a menu," he added, slapping it down in front of the man who'd been loitering outside his shop for a ridiculous amount of time, now. Luke did not trust youths and he certainly did not trust youths with time on their hands. Ironically, however, what Jesse was actually up to was a great deal worse than the motives Luke's imagination was currently assigning for him. Still, even Luke knew that commerce was the wheel that turned American industry. If he could pay and was above board, Luke would serve him.
"What looks good?" he inquired, eyeing the beanie with irritation.
The Best Burger in Hillwood | Luke & Marshall
Marshall could almost taste the warm, juicy burger as he stepped into Luke’s. He had been thinking about the heavenly meal throughout his classes today and had actually been caught looking into space, drooling, by one of his classmates. He selected a seat up at the counter and waited, somewhat impatiently, for someone to come around and take his order. Unfortunately, it was the end of the lunch rush and that meant patience.
Not that it matter too much, Marshall would gladly wait forever for one of Luke’s burgers.
Luke was talking a mile a minute. "That's $17.50. Welcome to Luke's. Alright two burgers with onions coming up. GET OUT, KIRK. Extra ketchup, ok. What can I do for you?"
As usual at this hour, Luke's Diner was packed and Luke was bellowing orders in the kitchen while organizing all the customers and the rounds were taking some time. The instant he caught Marshall Eriksen walking in - with the same expression as a kid in a candy shop - even from the corner of his eye, Luke had to smirk to himself. Fortunately, as usual, Marshall was willing to wait until Luke got a chance to get to him.
"Let me guess," he said, approaching the table. "You'd like a burger?" Luke looked expectantly amused, his brows arching ever so slightly in anticipation.
