Abigail asked as her and Paul approached the dock. "It looks like someone is having an event," she hesitated. They continued down the boardwalk toward the end of the lookout. As they got closer, Abigail recognized something familiar - Snacks! And Champagne! "Oh my god, this place is so cute! Is this here for us to just help ourselves?" Excited by the idea of free charcuterie and bubbly, she see's an A-frame chalkboard sign and investigates further. As she approaches, she notices the photos strung from post to post showcasing various adventures and memories her and Paul have shared over the years. (5 years, 9 months to be exact... but who's counting) She looks up to see a woman in the distance capturing her expression of confusion, then excitement and now realization all on film. Paul approaches and takes Abigail's hand. "Maybe you should hold Finny for a second." Paul hands Abigail Mister Finnegan's leash, reaches into his pocket and gets down on one knee.