A tall guy was sitting at a café while drinking brewed coffee trying to get rid of his hang over from last night. His eyes still fixed on the ring which his ring finger was wearing. Across him, was his blonde friend.

"How's your wife?" the shorter guy among the two, called the latter's attention. But the tall guy still had this confusion written all over his face. "You don't have the slightest idea, do you?" but then what happened last night came crawling back to his mind.

"So, you mean..." He couldn't grab the reality still as he stared again at his ring finger.

"That's what you get for waking up in Vegas."