My fiance, Mia, had been planning a trip to New York with her three roommates for the middle of December. Once I had the ring, I decided their trip would be the perfect time for me to propose to her.
I was able to get in touch with some friends of mine to help me out. Two friends lived in New York and were friends with a guy, Bernard, who was a server at a nice restaurant called Jefferson. I made arrangements with Bernard so that the whole restaurant staff was in on the proposal. I also got one of Mia’s roommates to help me out on getting Mia and the other girls to the restaurant.
On the day of the proposal, Mia and her roommates left from Columbus, OH for New York early in the morning. Mia thought I was going to work, but instead I packed a bag and drove to the airport, where I flew to New York, arriving ahead of them. I went to the restaurant and practiced everything with Bernard and the restaurant manager. Everything was set.
Mia’s roommate had said she was meeting a friend at the restaurant in order to convince the girls to go there. When they arrived, I had the manager tell them that the friend had called and cancelled. As they took their seats, Mia’s roommates made sure she sat in a chair with her back to the door of the restaurant. Bernard was their waiter and convinced them to get the six course meal.
Meanwhile, I had arrived at the restaurant in a limousine and took a seat near the front of the restaurant. There was a bar separating us so they could not see me. I also had two friends with me who were there just to take pictures of everything.
I had a few drinks to loosen up while the girls ate course after course. Bernard would drop by and update me whenever a new course was served. Finally the sixth course, dessert, was served.
Bernard came and got me, and I followed him to their table. We approached from Mia’s back so she could not see us. Bernard served a chocolate cake with a sparkler to Mia from her left and said, "We reserve this for special occasions." While Mia started objecting that they were not having a special occasion, Bernard swung her chair to her right, where I was down on my knee in front of her.
"Mia," I said, "You make me so happy. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?"
"Yes!" she said, "Yes!"
Everyone in the restaurant started clapping, cameras were flashing in every direction, and the manager came to the table and poured everyone glasses of champagne. Mia had lots of questions about how I had gotten there, who had known, and so on, so everyone who was in on it spent the next half hour bringing Mia up to speed.
When we left the restaurant, we all piled into the limousine and cruised around Times Square looking at the lights and drinking more champagne. Finally the limo dropped us off at the Hilton on Times Square where we stayed that night. Our room had an incredible view of the city, and it put us right where we felt: on top of the world!
Everything had gone as I’d planned, and it made for a wonderful early Christmas present. Mia could not have been more surprised or happy. As I told her that night, I am looking forward to spending the rest of my life with her.
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