Phoebe laughed, "I'm sorry, Prue, I thought you just asked me to be your maid of honor. But that would imply you were getting married, which, as far as I know, you are not. Are you?"
"Yeah, we're coming home today to share the good news!"
"Omigod, Prue, this is huge! I mean, how great is this? I am so happy for you! Do you know when yet? Do you have a ring yet? When can I see it?"
"Whoa, Phoebes, slow down, can't understand you when you talk that fast!" It was Prue's turn to laugh, "Coming, Jake! I have to go now; Jake's taking me ring shopping now. I just wanted to call you to tell you the good news. And could you do me a huge favor and not tell Piper? I want to tell her myself. That is, if you see her before I get home," Phoebe could hear the smirk in her voice.
"Of course, honey! But I'm not sure I can keep this quiet for long. It's humongous! I am so happy for you! So, come home very, very fast. Go buy the ring and then get your ass home, so I can see it! Bye, Miss Lucky! Or is it Mrs. now?"
"Goodbye, my baby sister. I will see you later today!" Prue said and hung up.
(Scene change)
Prue walked through the Tiffany's department store, trying to choose the perfect ring from amongst the hundreds of already gorgeous rings. To make matters worse, Jake said any price was fine. Dating a millionaire sure had its perks. She finally decided on a princess cut diamond, with emeralds on either side, the stones set in silver. "I want this one, Jake," she declared.
"It's perfect, just like you," he replied, and paid without even checking the price.
"I don't think perfect's the exact word for it. Look, Jake, I've been keeping something huge from you, and I really need to tell you."
"Unless you're actually a dude, which I kind of doubt, I don't care what it is. I love you, Prudence Halliwell, and I always will, no matter what you say. And don't you dare say I'm wrong, because I know how I feel, and that is like I want to spend the rest of my life with you."
"I still need to tell you," she pursued, "But not here. Let's go back to the hotel, where at least if you hate me, it will be in private."
"I could never hate you."