Jack had left the room, knowing exactly what he wanted to do. He went down to the restaurant and, talking to the manager, was able to rent a private dining room for the two of them. He told the manager 6:00, but that they might be a little late, in case Irina needed convincing. Dinner would be whatever the restaurant's special was for that evening. The room had a small dance floor with a stereo system. Being the technically savvy person that he is, he could download songs onto his PDA and play them through the stereo.

Then he made a quick run to the florist he had seen on the way into the hotel. It was right down the street. He picked out flowers he thought Irina would like. He took them back to the room and wrote out a card. He made sure to be in and out of the room, in case she came back. He didn't know how long she would be at the pool and he didn't want to be there when she got back. He then went down to the boutique in the lobby to find her a dress. He didn't know what he was looking for until he found it. Seeing it on the rack, he immediately thought of her; he wanted to see her in it. And if the night went well, out of it as well. He bought the dress and everything she would need to go with it. He couldn't wait to see her wearing it.

Together, the dining room, the dress and everything else was expensive, but he didn't care. Everything had to be perfect for her. For them.

With dinner and the dress taken care of, he went off to find what he would wear. He found it in a black suit, white shirt and a tie that matched the color of her dress. As he didn't have a room to go back to, he rented the smallest room the hotel had. He had taken all that he would need from their room when he had left the flowers.

Before getting ready, he went back to their dining room to make sure everything was as he wanted. There was a small round table in front of the dance floor, candles sitting on top, waiting to be lit. White string lights were strewn about the room, giving off a sparkling light that gave the room a very romantic look. He asked that more candles be placed around the room as well, wanting to add to the atmosphere.

Satisfied with the way things looked, he went back to his room and took a shower. While he was under the water, he started to get nervous. What if she hadn't gone back to the room, what if she didn't come back until it was too late and his plan was ruined? What if she was so mad at him that she refused to come? These thoughts plagued him as he got out of the shower and dressed. He had no way of knowing for sure what she would do, so he would just knock on the door at 6 and hope for the best.

He combed his hair and at 5:45 was out the door. His room was on the fifth floor so he took the elevator down to the main floor. He passed a gift shop on his way and impulsively bought a single red rose.

He got to the door with time to spare so he stood silently, trying to calm his nerves until 6. Looking at his watch, Jack saw it was 15 seconds away from 6. He raised his hand to the door, watching the second hand and saying a silent prayer. At exactly 6:00, he knocked.

There was silence on the other side of the door and he was certain that she wasn't there, that she wouldn't answer the door. Then, he heard footsteps and breathed a sigh of relief. At least she was going to answer it, he thought. The door was pulled open and she was there, wearing the dress he had picked out for her. Her face lit up and she saw him across from her, rose in hand.