Finnegan: (Groans) Another long day of hotel paperwork.
Mirabelle: (Sighs) And another long day of hotel entertainment.
(Finnegan invisibly pulls Mirabelle against him)
Finnegan: Now I can finally have some alone time with my wife.
Mirabelle: (Giggles) I wonder who that is.
(Finnegan smirks)
Finnegan: Hmm. Well, she's about your height, a sweet potato like you, same brown hair and gorgeous eyes.
Mirabelle: Hmm. Didn't know I had a twin staying in the hotel. She sounds real nice.
Finnegan: (Chuckles) Oh, she is.
(Finnegan suddenly dips Mirabelle making her yelp in surprise then giggle then he leans his head over and kisses her)
Finnegan: (Softly) Did I mention she has the voice of an angel and has the same name as yours?
(Mirabelle chuckles then kisses the tip of Finnegan's nose)
Mirabelle: No. Forgot to mention that.
(Finnegan goes over to the armchair by the fireplace then hops onto it then looks over at Mirabelle then gives her a small, warm smile, then nudges his head. Mirabelle smiles back then she sits on top of the side of the armchair then kisses Finnegan's cheek)
Finnegan: I can get a fire going if you like.
Mirabelle: No. This is just fine with me.
(Finnegan smiles lovingly at Mirabelle then kisses her)
Finnegan: You're the best wife a beet could ask for.
Mirabelle: I try.
Finnegan: Oh...by the way...
(Finnegan invisibly removes a small box from his robe pocket then shows it to Mirabelle)
Mirabelle: What's this?
Finnegan: I remembered today's the anniversary of our first date. So... I wanted to give you a little something.
Mirabelle: Finnegan, you didn't have to do that.
(Finnegan kisses Mirabelle's cheek)
Finnegan: I wanted to, sweetheart.
(Mirabelle takes the box then opens it up then gasps in awe when she sees a small necklace inside)
Mirabelle: Oh, Finnegan!
Finnegan: (Nervously) Do you...uh...like it?
Mirabelle: Of course I like it. It's beautiful.
(Mirabelle pecks the top of Finnegan's head)
Mirabelle: Will you put it around my neck for me?
Finnegan: Of course.
(Finnegan places the necklace around Mirabelle's neck)
Finnegan: Perfect.
(Mirabelle kisses Finnegan)
Mirabelle: You know...I kind of have...an anniversary present for you too.
Finnegan: You do?
Mirabelle: Mmm-hmm.
Finnegan: What is it?
(Mirabelle invisibly pulls out an envelope then shows it to Finnegan)
Finnegan: (Confused) Uh...money?
Mirabelle: (Giggles) No. Go ahead, open it.
(Finnegan nods then opens up the envelope then takes out a photo then turns to Mirabelle)
Finnegan: (Confused) A...photo?
Mirabelle: Turn it over, silly.
(Finnegan turns then gasps when he sees it's a sonogram image, showing a small seed-shaped blob then he turns to Mirabelle)
Finnegan: A... A baby?
(Mirabelle nods)
Mirabelle:Ourbaby.
(Finnegan gasps then he looks down at the sonogram image then back up at Mirabelle)
Finnegan: 'Our baby'?
Mirabelle: Our baby.
(Finnegan looks down at Mirabelle's stomach)
Finnegan: (Softly) Wow. Our baby.
(Finnegan looks back up at Mirabelle)
Mirabelle: I hope you don't mind adding on to the hotel.
(Finnegan laughs then kisses Mirabelle)
Finnegan: (Happily) For this? I don't mind at all!
(Mirabelle pecks the top of Finnegan's head)
Mirabelle: Happy first date anniversary, Finnegan.
Finnegan: Happy first date anniversary, Mirabelle.
(The two hug)
END OF SNIPPET