You were at Benny's wedding. It had been going well. Everything was going amazing, people were laughing, drinking, eating, and having a good time. When it came to the bride tossing the bouquet, you reluctantly joined. But after the bride tossed it, it somehow hit a branch, which her a pole and ended up landing on Frankie's hands. It knocked out the glass of champagne he had been drinking.

Frankie looked at the bouquet, down at the broken champagne glass, then directly at you. Santiago, who was right next to him laughed, patting him on the shoulder.

"He's next!" Santiago teased, laughing out loud at how everything turned out.

"Congrats, man." Tom joined the teasing, clapping on Frankie's back. But his gaze remained on you, a shy smile on his lips.