Brady: I wanted to be alone with you because I have a serious question to ask you.
Eve: Uh oh.
Brady: If you were to choose between Tahiti or Paris, which location would you rather go to?
Eve: Why are you asking me that?
Brady: I need to know because I need to give the pilot the flight plan.
Eve: Excuse me?
Brady: My jet is fueled up. It's on the tarmac. It's ready to go. All I need is a destination. And just so you know, Eve, wherever we go, you will have your own suite. Far be it for me to put any pressure on the situation. So what do you say? Paris or Tahiti?
Eve: This is crazy. We just launched the campaign. We can't just take off somewhere.
Brady: The magazine will be fine for a couple of days without us.
Eve: And what about my nephew?
Brady: My son'll be fine, because Maggie's been dying for some alone time with him. It's already taken care of.
Eve: This is crazy!
Brady: No, it's fate. Claire won the contest and I won the bet. It's all because you and I were meant to be together.