After a solid month of heavy persuasion from Mr. Horton, groomsman Joshua Dunlap was eventually berated enough into providing Ms. Livingston's telephone number. Three days later, the two eventual lovebirds had agreed to meet for their first date. "Dinner?", Greg asked. ""Just drinks will do", responded Brooke, admittedly apprehensive. The evening and young relationship proceeded predictably, although they could both tell from a very early stage the potential their natural connection held. Four weeks to the day from their first evening of "drinks" at Chair 5, Spain, and Coast Guard House, the two were on a plane together across the world, headed on a dream vacation to Bora Bora. Their love already visible to all those around them, so visible in fact, that they had no problem convincing other travelers on the overbooked flight to switch seats, so they could bask in their new love on "honeymoon". Three blissful days later, while floating in a French Polynesian lagoon, Greg professed to Brooke what he had been feeling for some time. "There's something you should probably know" he said awkwardly, not having felt anything like this yet in his life. "I have fallen in love with you". Brooke responded "I knew it!". Of course feeling the happiest she had ever felt in her life, paused, and replied "I love you too". The two went on to enjoy their dream vacation together, a picturesque foreshadowing of the life & love they would build together, a love built upon friendship, respect, adventure, and an uncommon level of mutual adoration.