"Damn it, Robin! Will you just stop worrying? It's all going to be alright, I promise. He's going to call you, you guys are going to go to dinner and it'll just be like… Like… A usual date. Except he's going to ask you to marry him. But that's okay. Because you know you love him."

"I know, I know…" Robin whined as she struggled to put on her heels. "Thank you so much, Lily, honestly. I couldn't have done it alone. You're the greatest person in the world." She gave Lily a quick hug as a way of showing her gratitude, took a deep breath and tugged on the doorknob that led to the busy streets and a gush of cool wind.

"Wait! Your coat!" Lily cried as she took the delicate coat off the hanger and handed it to her best friend. Robin cocked her head sheepishly, mouthed a 'thanks!' and walked off in a hurry to grab a cab, which was evidently not the easiest task in the world on a Friday night in Manhattan. That's what she didn't like about the city. It had everything – and everything – but it was always so damn crowded.

"Come on…" Robin mumbled to herself as she stood impatiently, eyeing the cars that go by. Checking her phone, she realises she has a missed call from Sam. When did he call anyway? She thought as she dialled a number into her phone keypad. She has his number on speed dial because after all, they've been dating for three years now and she was certain he is going to be The One for her. Two seconds and some clicking noises, a swift voice answered the phone.

"Robin! Where are you my lovely? I just got off work and I'm stuck in this horrible traffic. I will get there, I promise, but I may be a few minutes late. I'm so sorry my dear," Sam said in a rush.

"Hey Sam! I'm so sorry I missed your call. And don't worry about it, I haven't been able to get a cab either, so I guess we're both going to be a bit late. I'm glad we're both sloppy people." Robin giggled as she spotted the bright yellow of a New York cab. "Hey, talk to you later baby. Cab!" she yelled. Ending the call, she put her phone down and started waving with her other arm, signalling to the vehicle. Thank God, she thought.

The taxi drove to the sidewalk quickly and she jumped straight in. "Um, do you know this place?" she asked the driver as she showed him a slip of paper on which Sam has written the address for their dinner date. "I'm sorry, my boyfriend told me it was a new restaurant so we're both trying it out."

"Yep, I do. Wonderful restaurant, I heard. Very expensive, though. Aren't you a lucky lady." Chuckled the cab driver in a friendly tone and Robin felt her cheeks flush crimson.

"Haha… Is it? I'm actually kind of freaking out right now. I think my boyfriend's going to ask me to marry him. I mean, we've been going out for three years now and I feel like it's time for us to settle down too, you know? My best friend found a ring in his pocket the last time we saw him, which was yesterday night when he came over for a quick dinner…" Noticing the whimsical smile on the driver's face, Robin panicked once again. "Am I talking too much? God, I'm so sorry. I'm like that when I'm nervous. I just kind of lose it."

"Well, lady, you have every right to be losing it! Being proposed to must be such a wonderful thing." The driver smiled once again as he took a turn into the fifth avenue. "Right, that'll be $13."

"Here's $15, keep the change, wish me luck!" Robin breathed as she paid the driver and gave him a nervous smile.

"You'll do just fine! Go on, go to your future!" The driver said encouragingly as Robin shot him a grateful look. Getting out of the cab, she nodded a thank you to the driver and rushed up the sidewalk.

Taking a deep breath, she walked up to the reception and smiled at the lady sitting behind the counter. "A reservation – Mr. Mendler, table for two?"

The lady, dressed in a smart suit, stood up and flashed a confident smile as she extended her arm to the right. "Mr. Mendler's arrived. Right this way, follow me please."

Overwhelmed, Robin followed the lady through the glamourous corridor and into the restaurant. Never has she felt so excited and nervous at the same time.