One fateful day, I decided to head over to Live Oak in Midland to do some studying. I'm agonizing over my order, and some random guy asks me what I'm getting. Not the time, buddy! My turn to order comes, and he cuts me! Strangely, he orders what I'm planning on getting and then some caramel with a few drips of coffee in it. I realize that he's paying for my coffee. Since he's done a nice thing for me, I decide to chat with him for a few minutes. Two hours later, I ponder whether the stool I've been sitting on will appear in my next X-Ray. We exchange information and the rest is history!
Quincy was telling tall tales for weeks - he knew I figured out that he was proposing soon, but we both wanted the proposal to be a surprise. I got ready for what I thought was an evening spent Christmas shopping. Instead, we drove north. First, we stopped in Fish Town. My hands were numb and Quincy was pacing like a maniac, but there was no ring in sight. We drove to Traverse City, where we had a romantic dinner at Trattoria Stella, which was to die for. Quincy spent much of the evening cursing the city of Leland for not having a Christmas tree. Anything to throw me off, I suppose! We walked around the grounds of the restaurant, which were decorated immaculately. Nothing. We left the restaurant and drove downtown. Lo and behold, there was a Christmas tree!Quincy got down on one knee and asked Kasserine Elizabeth Hunt if she would marry him. She must have said no, though, because he’s marrying a girl named Katherine Elizabeth Hunt instead!