Hal took a deep breath, the cool evening breeze carrying the scent of salt and sea. He glanced over at his acquaintance, a smile playing at the corners of his lips despite the nervous flutter in his stomach. "You know, I've been meaning to show you this place for a while now," he admitted, his voice betraying a hint of excitement. "It's one of the best spots to gaze at the stars. Perfect for a quiet night."

He had set everything up meticulously earlier in the day, making sure everything was just right. The blanket was spread out on the grass, adorned with pillows for comfort. A small picnic basket held their favorite snacks and a bottle of wine, a subtle touch to set the mood. And beside them, the telescope stood tall, ready to reveal the mysteries of the cosmos.

As they settled in, Hal poured them each a glass of wine, his movements deliberate yet casual. "Here's to a beautiful night," he said, raising his glass in a toast. "And to good company."

The sky above was a canvas of twinkling stars, the Milky Way stretching across the horizon in a breathtaking display. Hal pointed out constellations with enthusiasm, his knowledge of the cosmos pouring out as he shared stories and facts about the universe. He spoke of distant planets and galaxies, of supernovas and black holes, his passion evident in every word.

When a streak of light shot across the sky, Hal chuckled softly. A gorgeous shooting star, brighter than some he's seen before. "That's actually a comet, not a star," he explained, glancing at them with a playful grin. "But hey, tradition says you still get to make a wish. So, go on." He leaned back, his gaze drifting from the stars to their face, illuminated softly by moonlight. Despite his usual bravado, he felt vulnerable in this moment, hoping beyond hope that tonight would be different. "Make a wish."