Message in a Bottle from The Police pounded your brain as you rested near the bar counter in Phyllis' wedding. You were a bit bitter, considering how much it all reminded you of your last relationship.

Jim approached the counter, that smirk of his playing at his lips "Hey, when are we gonna get to see some of your famous dance moves?" He asked, all calm and collected, although the tone he used gave away the fact that he was teasing you.

He always knew how to bring a smile to your lips.