It's all our fault.
Rachel and Andy have been dear friends of ours for several years. One fateful evening in January of 2011 we invited the two of them to dinner at our local Rock Bottom restaurant and brewery. They had never met. It wasn't a date. It wasn't intended to be such. And it most certainly wasn't. They pretty much kept their space.
And then there was tonight. Same restaurant. Same booth. Almost exactly three years later. We had been in cahoots with Andy for some time to make this happen. Rachel didn't know. We called ahead early in the day to make sure the booth would be available. We got seated early and described the couple that would be coming. Andy would ask for a table for two. As they walk by the booth, what a surprise it would be! "Well fancy seeing you guys here!"
My camera was hidden under the table. And there it would stay hidden the entire meal.
By the time our checks came, we were confident that Rachel had figured nothing was suspicious. And then Andy started talking. You know, saying those things. Those nervous words.
And then he reached into his pocket.
Rachel. Andy. Both of you have been our close friends for a long time. Having the honor of bringing two great people together has brought us indescribable joy. We love watching you two grow as a couple and we know we've just seen the beginning. Rachel, you are Molly's best friend and she has one thing to say to you: "Let's start wedding planning, bitch."