Still Panic at the Disco's Spencer Smith’s point of view

She was obviously thanking her. She brought the flowers in & later, emerged. It was twilight and the time was just right I thought. They will be dining at this Italian restaurant and I just hope all of the stars will be out there tonight at the field near a river where Ryan & I used to play with other childhood friends. I was becoming glad that neither Althea nor Ryan was too dressy.

Panic at the Disco's Ryan Ross’ point of view

I was delighted to hear Althea say that she loves Italian food; we even had wine when we were there. When we got into the car and she noticed that we still weren’t on our way home, she asked me if I had any other plans. I said yes and she was asking what were they but I said that it was going to be a surprise. I stopped at a roadside & opened the door for her.

After covering her eyes with my hands, I led her to one of the few places I loved. I can very much assume that she was already having an idea when we were nearing for the sound of water flowing was evident. I kept my hands then to myself & let her look around. There was a pretty big clearing beside this body of water.

“This is beautiful,” she said to me. “Not as beautiful as you though,” I grinned. “Anyone else you brought here before?” she asked as she sat down on the earth and invited me to do so too. I asked myself the same question, “not a girl,” I told her. “What do you mean?” she asked. “I used to hang out here when I was younger,” I said trying to reminisce those days. What was there to reminisce when there wasn’t anything splendid enough to remember?

The only real friend I had then was Spencer; the rest was kind of scared I guess because of my dad. “What are you thinking about?” she queried. I turned to her and smiled, “nothing.” “That’s what people say when they actually do,” she said seemingly to herself but I still replied, “So you do that too?”