“What?” I asked. “Where’s—” But then Matty pointed ahead, onto the terrace, and gave me the shhh gesture.

There were two people, a guy and a girl, both of whom looked like they were in their thirties, both carrying bags from Shake Shack. And Brad was standing a few feet beyond the doorway, out of Matty’s reach. But I didn’t understand why we were waiting here, or why Matty didn’t just grab him. I was about to ask this when the guy started talking.

“I wanted to do everything just like on our first date,” he said. The girl smiled at him, a little quizzically. “Burgers from Shake Shack, then a walk through the park…”

“Our first date was in June,” the girl pointed out with a laugh. “It made more sense then.”

“I know, but the thing is…”

“Matty,” I said, shaking my head, “what’s—”

But that was when the guy dropped to his knee. He set down his Shake Shack bag and pulled a ring box out of his coat pocket. “Hannah,” he said, holding out the box to her, “I love you so much.…”

It was then that I noticed that Brad’s nose was twitching, and he was zeroing in on the bag with the burgers in it. “Brad,” I hissed as quietly as I could, trying to get him to come to me.

“I can’t imagine my life without you,” the guy was saying as the girl sobbed, managing to look both shocked and joyful.

“Come here,” Matty shout-whispered, edging out a step. But Brad just looked at us and started slinking toward the bag, his eyes on the prize. Matty gave me a look that clearly said oh crap.

“Will you do me the honor,” the guy asked, his voice shaking, his eyes closed, “of being my wife?”

Brad dived for the burgers.

“No!” I snapped.

Brad froze, and the guy’s eyes flew open, his expression crestfallen. “No?”

“What?” the girl said, glaring at me. “I didn’t say that.”

“You did,” the guy said, wobbling a little on one knee. “I heard you. Is this because of Keeley?”

“Um,” I said, taking a step forward and scooping up Brad, who I could tell was about to lunge at the burgers again. My face was radiating heat; I knew it was bright red. “That was me. So sorry. Really. My—the dog was about to eat your burger, so…”

They both glared at me, and I backed away, wanting to get out of this situation as quickly as possible. “But… um… congratulations! That’s so exciting, and yay love.…” I practically ran toward the stairs, but I could hear the girl say sharply, “Keeley? What do you mean, Keeley, Brian?”