They were driving down to Austin to spend Christmas with Jim’s family. It was pouring rain. They pulled into a gas station.

“Hey could you run in and get me a soda.”

“Sure.” Pam turned to walk to the store and realized which gas station they were at, she knew exactly what to buy.

She walked out of the store with two cans of grape soda, and a pack of gum.

“Okay, i swear, I didn’t drop eith--” she started to shout over the pounding rain. She stopped as soon as Jim dropped to one knee.

“Oh my god.”

“I just couldn’t wait any longer.” He took a deep breath, “Pamela Morgan Beesly, will you marry me?”

With a huge smile on her face, Pam nodded eagerly, still holding tight to the sodas.