Mike said, “We have to share a piece of the 7-layer chocolate cake. It’s amazing!” he said. He passed the order to the waitress and looked at her. “We have something serious to discuss though. I was going through all of your paperwork and mine and found something interesting” he said. She cocked an eyebrow at him and stared. “It is actually a big deal. On your birth certificate, Mom wrote Pernell. P-e-r-n-e-l-l. Look at mine. Purnell. P-u-r-n-e-l-l. Probably a typo.”
“What does this mean? DNA doesn’t lie Mike” she said.
“I know that. But the state doesn’t have that test” he said as the cake arrived, “Have a bite.”
Jill picked up her fork and stuck it in…then she noticed something amiss. “Something is stuck in this” she said, pulling out the shiny item. It was a sparkling princess-cut ring. Mike stared in her eyes “Jill Pernell-with-an-e, will you do the me the honor of taking me as your husband?”
The full implications of everything hit her like a brick. “Oh my god. Yes, of course yes! I never even thought… I…”, she began crying.
“All I heard was ‘yes’. Thank you for that! Are you ready to get out of here, my fiancé?” he said with a laugh. They took the cake to go and left, holding hands and looking forward to starting their lives together.