A/N: Thank you for all the lovely reviews. I have quite a few more ideas on how either of these two can mess up a marriage proposal.
The next chapter might take a while because I have a school paper due by the end of the week, but I'll write and upload it as soon as I can.

Sharon has been planning it for a long time. Despite her exceptional sense of occasion, she wasn't the kind of person who necessarily enjoyed big gestures, but she was sure Andy wouldn't mind a surprise. For all he knew, they had plans to celebrate his 65th birthday with a romantic candlelight dinner at Serve. It was no accident that Sharon had chosen that restaurant. She liked it when all the ends got tied together, whether it was unexpected or intentional. And what was a better place for her to tie the ends than the place where it all began?

She watched Andy fixing his tie in front of the mirror in their bedroom and smiled to herself. She liked it when he wore purple, and on a certain subconscious level, she knew that he would choose the purple tie and matched her own dress to it.

"I love your smile," he said when he noticed her looking at him. She walked over to him and slid her hand down his tie, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

"You smell good," she said when their lips parted. Andy wrapped his arms around her.

"You know, we can skip dinner," he teased her. "We can just go to bed right now."

"It's tempting," Sharon's voice was sultry, and she pretended to consider the idea. "But so is the truffle linguine at Serve."

"Yeah, it is a tough choice," Andy played along.

"We can do both," Sharon suggested, and Andy nodded as if there was ever a question whether or not they would go out to dinner. They put on their coats and left the house.

Sharon liked the atmosphere at Serve. The owner's attention to details was evident in everything in it, from the design to the way the food was arranged on the plates. It was one of the most aesthetic restaurants Sharon has ever been to. They ordered their usual plates – truffle linguine for Andy and Spinach cream ravioli for Sharon, and when they were finished, they ordered a tiramisu cake. Sharon watched Andy as he enjoyed the delicious cake and smiled to herself.

"Andy, I was wondering about something," she said. He hummed around his teaspoon and looked at her. "Will you marry me?" she asked, and her eyes shone. Andy put the teaspoon down and pursed his lips.

"Oh, no," he replied calmly. Sharon's eyes widened in surprise. She did not expect this reaction. Andy had made his intentions known when they started dating. He was not playing around; he was playing for keeps. Sharon expected that one day they would walk down the aisle, and she thought he was ready for that.

"Wha…" she was about to ask, but her voice faltered when Andy took her hand.

"I'm sorry, Sharon, but I imagined this evening going in a slightly different direction," he uttered the words softly. He could tell she was confused by his reaction. "You see," he paused. "This dinner was supposed to end with me proposing to you." He sent his free hand into the pocket of his jacket and pulled out a velvet box. "Sharon my love, will you marry me?" He could hear Sharon's breath hitching, and her hand came to cover her mouth. Her eyes crinkled and she let out the silliest giggle Andy has ever heard from her, followed by another one and another one, until it turned into a full-blown laughter. Andy smiled to himself, realizing just how comical the situation was. To say that he and Sharon were on the same wavelength was the understatement of the year.

"You know, I don't believe in coincidences," Sharon said when her laughter subsided. "Both of us proposing to each other tonight, without knowing the other was going to… Andy, I don't think we have ever been more synchronized than now."

"I'd say it's the ultimate proof that we belong together," Andy replied. "Don't you think?"

"Oh, I certainly do," Sharon replied. "I think it's clear to you that my answer is yes."

"So is mine, Sharon," Andy said and put the ring on her finger. They finished their dessert, still trying to wrap their heads around their shared proposal. The experience of sharing thoughts and ideas was not new to them. They have noticed that their way of thinking was quite similar the colors of their clothes were coordinated. After discussing it further, they decided that the universe simply had an odd way to show them just how well they fit together. All in all, they concluded that they were simply a match made in heaven.

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