Winter smiles softly and rests her head on his shoulder. “You know I’m engaged, right?” She asks softly, wincing as she waits for rejection.

The handsome man raises his eyebrows and sets Ivy down, looking at her in shock. “Lucky got hitched? Oh and I’m Jackson, how’s it going?” The blonde smiles flirtatiously at Jacob, “I’m Thea.” The dark-haired woman rolls her eyes and lightly hits Thea on the back of the head. “Maeve. Great we’re all caught to speed, let’s get to work.” Ivy smiles back at Jacob and holds up a hand, counting down from three on her fingers. 3...2..1. Maeve stops abruptly. “Jacob? [i]The[/i] Jacob? Jacob from four years ago Jacob?” Ivy nods with a satisfied smile.