“You are gorgeous.” Gray stared at himself in the mirror as he adjusted his red tie and resting it over his white shirt. Finally buttoning up his black vest and suit jacket, he did a quick spin and ended with a Fonzian thumbs up.
“This won’t be on long.” He kissed his hand and blew it at the mirror.
He wandered out of the washroom to the living room and turned the TV on. Channels flipped past until he found Hockey Night in Canada. “Oooo