If you were to make a movie of Zach and Kendra’s love story it would start at a view of 10,000 feet. The camera would zoom in quickly, plummeting downward, bursting through the clouds, narrowly missing a flock of birds and finally settling over an apartment in Birmingham where Zach sits on Cat’s couch, holding a PBR. The camera pans as Cat opens the door and lets in some of her friends. Kendra walks through the door wearing a shirt of a wolf howling at the moon. Zach looks intrigued and introduces himself, but is mostly too nervous to talk to Kendra. When Kendra leaves he says to Cat, “Tell your friend I said I liked her shirt,” when what he really meant was “Tell Kendra I think she’s beautiful and I hope to see her again.” Cat understands what Zach means. Ok, now zoom way out and fast forward, Zach has to go to China for a bit. Okay zoom back in. It's fall 2015. The quad swarms with Alabama and Ole Miss fans. Zach sits in a folding chair, holding a PBR. Kendra enters. She’s wearing a “Beat Bama” pin on her shirt; there are no wolves. “Hi, Zach Spector,” Kendra says. “Hi, Kendra Wright.” They’re smiling at each other. Now they’re laughing. Before the night is through, they’ll be holding hands. The next morning, Kendra is at her apartment in Birmingham, her phone buzzes. “So when you gonna let me take you on a date?” She smiles and taps out a message on her phone. Zach’s at his apartment in Tuscaloosa. His phone buzzes. He reads the message and laughs. “Who is this?”.

One date turns into two dates and two dates into three, and so on until Zach and Kendra love each other and they don’t remember what date they’re on anymore. Kendra moves to Boston for school, and they skype every night. Zach wears a blue and white checkered shirt to Kendra’s graduation from business school; Kendra wears a blue dress to Zach’s graduation from law school. They pack their things into a moving van and see “Welcome To” signs in Mississippi, Tennessee, Arkansas, Missouri, Iowa, and Nebraska before making it to Omaha. We see Zach and Kendra struggling to move a giant mattress from the Uhaul to the elevator in their new apartment. The elevator closes. The elevator opens and Zach and Kendra struggle to move the same mattress from their old apartment onto a different Uhaul to move it into their new house, where they throw the mattress on the floor and pass out after a long hard day. The next night, their newly adopted dog, Iggy, sleeps between them.

Zach stands there, looking nervous, fidgeting with a golf club on Hole 12. Kendra’s dad, Ken, takes a deep breath and says, “Of course Zach, we’d love to have you in the family.” Zach, overjoyed, steps up to the teebox and hits the ball further and straighter than he ever has before. We’re following the ball now, leaving Zach and Ken behind, but as we’re soaring away we hear Ken say, “Well, hell, Zach. You should ask to marry Kendra more often.” The golf ball lands on a beach in Cancun, roughly a mile from the hotel Zach and Kendra are staying at. “Are you sure we’re walking the right direction, babe?” Kendra asks, stepping over a golf ball, “I feel like we’ve walked a mile and the hotel said the restaurant is only three properties away.” Zach looks off, finally seeing a stretch of beach unoccupied by children, elderly men in speedos, or other people proposing. “Just a bit further.” It’s 96 degrees. Zach is sweating profusely, Kendra glistens radiantly. Zach takes Kendra’s hand, drops to his knee, and pulls out the ring. He tells Kendra he loves her, and asks if she will marry him. Kendra says yes. A nice couple walks toward them and offers to take Zach and Kendra’s picture. “Smile! Say, ‘We’re engaged!’” Zach and Kendra’s families and friends’ phones buzz. It’s a picture of Zach and Kendra smiling, engaged.