 Here you are, Connie. Lemonade. Thanks. Here's your iced tea, Whit. Oh, thank you. Now, where were you in the story? Oh, you told Jenny how much you loved her. But she really liked someone else, even though she didn't let on. Yeah, that's right, yeah. I had just come to tell you the big news, Whit, and you were less than excited. Well, I knew something was wrong. I left the library that evening to find Jenny. Little did I know that someone else had gone to find her, too.