"With a prenup, of course...I'm not marrying you for your money." she replied breezily, smiling as she leaned in and bumped her nose affectionately against his cheek, unconsciously echoing his thoughts. "But the short answer is simple: I'd have to be crazy not to want to marry you, Ashley Savery."

Shortly after, the limo slowed and came to a stop. Turning to Ashley, Anne beamed like an excited little girl, all but bouncing in her seat.

"Okay, before you get out," she explained, "remember a little while back when I got so excited because a Scores was opening here in LA?"