Lorelai held onto her coffee mug tightly before looking up at Luke carefully. "Please sir, may I have some pie?"
Luke looked at her disgusted. "Lorelai, you've eaten six brownies, three danishes and drank seven cups of coffee. I'm most certainly not going to give you pie. When the officers find you a drooling heap in your living room, they're going to come straight to me. And I really don't feel like going to jail."
"Am I wearing my new jeans while being a drooling heap? Cause I think I could live with the state my hair would be in as long as I'm wearing those jeans. They're very cute, you know. I tried to barter with the salesperson for them, I offered him a beaver pelt in exchange for them. He didn't get it."
"I'm sure he was very amused."
"I'll tell you what. I'll give you two beaver pelts in exchange for a piece of pie."
"Lorelai. As much as I've always wanted animal carcasses, I'm going to have to say no."
"I'll tell you what. Give me the pie and I won't harass you about putting whipped cream on it."
"No."
"Three pelts. That's my final offer."
"Fine. But keep the beavers to yourself."
She grinned maniacally as he got her a piece of apple pie, and set it in front of her. "Thank you," she smiled before bending down and reaching into her purse.
"Yeah, Lorelai, I was serious about the not wanting the beaver pelts thing."
"Luke, I keep all my beaver pelts at home, they're valuable, I can't just carry them around with me!"
"Then what are you getting out? Did you bring your own fork again?"
She smiled evily as she took out her can of whipped cream and started to shake it vigorously.
"Lorelai," he groaned.
"Want some?" she wiggled her eyebrows and began to top it on to her pie.
"That's even more disgusting than the thought of beaver pelts."
"It is, is it?" She smiled and opened her mouth wide before squirting a mountain of the white fluff in.

Luke groaned disgustedly. Lorelai just giggled and squirted more into her mouth.
"Oh my god," she cried.
"What now?" asked Luke.
"Do you have any strawberries?"
"Strawberries? Why do you need strawberries?" questioned Luke, obviously confused.
"Because silly, strawberries and whipped cream are the best combination ever. Well, next to peanut butter and jelly, of course."
"Of course," Luke mocked.
"Well, do you have any?"
"Yeah...but I'm afraid to give them to you."
"And why would you be afraid to give fruit to me? I'm not Jackson."
"Yeah, but, you'd do something weird with them...ok, you know what, fine, I'll go get them."
"Thanks!" she called after him.
When he came back with the strawberries, Lorelai immediately took one and squirted some whipped cream on it. She then clamped her mouth around it and slowly sucked on it, getting all the whipped cream into her mouth first. She noticed Luke shifting uncomfortably and trying to avert his eyes. She was amused by this, and continued her sweet torment.