"So, I've been thinking and I'm not going to major in film."

"What? Marky, that's, like, your passion."

"My hobby," he said. "My passion is helping people. I love film, I love making films but I don't know that I want to spend the rest of my life doing that."

"So what do you want to do?" Maureen asked, leaning against his chest.

He slipped an arm over her shoulders. "I think I want to go into therapy."

"You want to go to therapy?"

"No," he laughed. "I want to major in psychology and be a therapist. Help people every day."

"Aw…baby, that's sweet," she said, tilting her head up to kiss him.

"So you think you can handle being with someone who's not a filmmaker?"

Maureen laughed. "Of course."

"Good. Get up," he said.

"What? Why?"

"Maureen, please. I've got a surprise for you."

She stood up from her seat on the bench and put her hands on her hips. "Mark…"

"Close your eyes."

"What?"

"Close your eyes."

Maureen hesitated but closed her eyes. Mark stood up and took her hands in his, leading her away from the bench.

"Mark, where—"

"Shh! It's a surprise. And no peeking!"

She laughed and kept her eyes shut. A few feet later, she felt her feet land on something slick.

"Mark?"

"It's okay. Just be careful here. We're almost there."

She clutched his hands, slipping and sliding along. Were they on ice? What the hell were they doing on ice?

"Okay, lay down."

"What?"

"Lay down. Trust me."

Maureen sighed, but did as he'd said. "Fuck! Mark, it's cold!"

"Open your eyes."

She opened her eyes and gasped in surprise. "Mark, we're in the middle of the ice rink."

"I know."

"Why are we laying down in the middle of the ice rink?"

"Don't you remember our first kiss? I took you skating and you fell."

She giggled. "And I pulled you on top of me by accident and you kissed me."

"Yeah."

"Babe, this is a great surprise."

"This isn't the surprise."

"What?"

Mark sat up and pulled a box out of his pocket. "Maureen Johnson, will you marry me?"

She stared at him, her eyes instantly full of tears. "Are you serious?"

"Not quite the response I was hoping for," he said, blushing.

"Of course!" she put a gloved hand on either side of his face and pulled him down for a kiss.