Weddings, she discover, make you wish to say all sorts of unwise things. Words like, "You could never disappoint," which although true would make it difficult to win any future arguments discussions. And she so adores winning--and losing--those. Sophie satisfies herself with tapping the tip of his nose instead.

"Thought you'd never ask," she tells him and--to her surprise--realizes that's true. She doesn't even protest when he takes her to the center of the floor. For once, she fails to notice they're the center of attention. She's too busy smiling at him.

"Have I told you how handsome you look?"