"He's already talking about how he wants to throw a huge party and basically spoil you rotten," she chuckled. "And I think the hoarding of photos has already begun. I saw a few of you in pajamas and before you think they were childhood photos, I think they were from last month." She grinned at him and then shrugged, "do you know what kind of flowers he liked? I'm guessing there wasn't a lot of money to throw towards giant bouquets."