Lorelai waited in relative patience, watching the buildings they passed. When Alan stopped the car in front of the restaurant, Lorelai turned to him in surprise. Chez Pierre? It was one of the most expensive, most popular restaurants in London. Reservations had to be booked weeks in advance.
She took his arm, looking at him with a slightly bemused look. "How long have you been planning this?" she asked. Surely a person didn't make a breakup date weeks in advance. She was feeling more confident, now.
They were led to their table and seated. This was really nice. Lorelai was going to stop trying to guess everything and just enjoy the evening. It wasn't everyday she got to go to Chez Pierre.