When Alice and Jack dated, you were happy for them; they looked happy. Yet when they broke up, you lost contact with Jack and became a shoulder to cry on for Alice. Years later, Alice is happily married, and you’re successful. From across the diner, you swear you recognize him, and he obviously noticed you, too. You mumble his name before standing up to greet him, but he elopes with you in a hug.

“Hey, sweetheart, look at you. When did this happen?” he says while his eyes rake your figure.