Ribbons had decided to forego the beach festivities. He already knows of the food served and other loud and messy practices, and it really was not his kind of gathering. It had been, therefore, a very pleasant surprise to have received Jeanne's call and he did not think twice in saying yes.
And so dressed in a plain long-sleeved v-neck t-shirt, light plaid pants and slip on shoes, himself toting a basket of treats (bite sized croque monsieurs) and a thermos of green tea and cups wrapped in tissue, he headed towards their meeting place.
Upon seeing Jeanne in her position, he stopped some distance off and smiled, amused. Quietly, he placed the basket on the blanket and went down on one knee, gently calling her.