"I like the idea of recreating the date," I say more seriously. "Even if she sees it coming, it'll be really special." "Yeah?" Michael perks up, his eyes lighting up. "Yeah, man. The rooftop idea was a joke. You can't use that—" "Thanks, man," he says with a chuckle. He's relaxed until I finish my sentence, and then beer comes shooting out of his nose. "Because that's how I'm going to propose to your dad."
