Your fiancé had bailed on your wedding cake tasting appointment at the last minute, and you didn’t exactly want to go by yourself, so Patrick decided to offer his company.

Unsurprisingly, everyone there assumed he was your husband-to-be, and Patrick being Patrick, picked up on that and ran with it.

“Yep, I can’t wait until I can call her Mrs.Sullivan,” He said with a goofy grin, his New York twang coming through the words.