Lucas introduced Jen to all the people he was familiar with at the party before the couple stealthily disappeared. Lucas had noticed that Jen's walking had gotten more and more rigid and figured that she was uncomfortable. So he took her back to their private lounge.
Jen collapsed on the sofa that was in there and groaned as she took off her heels. Lucas slowly followed and sat next to her. Picking up her legs and placing them on his lap.
"Tired?" Lucas asked her, and Jen shook her head as she flexed her toes. She felt like they had been deprived of blood for hours. Lucas grasped one of her feet in his hands and massaged the soles of her feet. Jen was reluctant at first, but a comfortable sigh escaped her lips as she felt her feet regain life.
"Will you marry me?" she asked in her euphoria and Lucas chuckled.
"Mmmh, I had already agreed," Lucas answered with a dimpled smile and Jen opened her eyes to look at him.