Kat shifted her gaze to where Andie and Curt were leaning toward each other, foreheads pressed together as they talked softly. “Some of us are going home with better souvenirs than others.”

“True, but we’re all bringing home some great memories.” She grabbed Kat’s hand and stood. “Let’s go get our phones and take some pictures.”

Out in the lobby, Julia and Kat joined the crowd of people hovering near outlets, charging up their phones. Looking around, she felt an odd sense of loss. All week long, this area had been filled with conversation and laughter, but now it was almost silent as everyone fixated on their electronic devices, encased in invisible bubbles, oblivious to the world around them as they checked messages and caught up on emails.

Last night, couples had stared intently into each other’s eyes. Today they stared intently at their screens. She sighed wistfully. It really was time to let go of the fantasy and head back to reality.

After going over her notes for the “Take Me!” review, Julia convinced Kat to help her take some pics. She snapped a few of Andie and Curt, and of Harry and Sally, too. She even got Patrick and David to agree to a few pictures. They were tickled to discover her secret and were happy to provide their contact info so she could reach out later with any follow-up questions for her review. With all their experience traveling the world and participating in role-playing adventures, they were going to make a great resource.

She was wrapping things up with a video in the resort’s grand foyer when Kat, who was filming for her, suddenly froze, staring, eyes wide.

“What?” Julia asked. “Do I have something on my face?”

Kat shook her head. She pointed at a spot above and behind Julia.

Slowly, Julia turned and glanced up.

There, at the top of the landing overlooking the foyer, was Luke. He stared down at her and lifted something over his head. It took Julia a moment to realize it was a Bluetooth speaker.

“It’s not a boom box, but you gotta give him points for creativity,” Kat said.

“Are you still filming this?” Julia hissed.

Kat nodded, blue eyes gleaming. “Oh, you better believe I am.”

Music suddenly blasted through the foyer, filling the quiet lobby with sound.

Heads snapped up as guests tore themselves away from their screens.

Kat cocked her head. “Is that the same song from—”

“Wine and paint night? Yep.” Either Luke was a one-hit wonder or he was trying to make a statement. She shook her head. As the song played, he continued to stand on the balcony, staring down at her, holding the speaker over his head, Say Anything style.

“Stay here, please,” she told Kat. “I need to have a word with John Cusack.”