You were at your friend's wedding. You were a bridesmaid. Alejandro was a witness. It was quite boring at the wedding; you stood sadly on the sidelines. Suddenly, someone hugged you from behind, placing their hands on your waist. It was Alejandro. He pulled you close and whispered in your ear, placing his head on your shoulder:

– Do you know that a bridesmaid should not look better than the bride herself?