(In the attic after dinner. Barbara shows Annie an antique wedding dress.)
Barbara: Here it is. The Historical Society wanted this and I never would give it to them.
Annie: Oh, Mom.
Barbara: I noticed these things are back in fashion.
Annie: Grandmother's dress.
Barbara: Oh, honey. He's a lovely man, Annie.
Annie: I know. He's wonderful, isn't he? And he's such a wonderful athlete!
Barbara: Are his folks nice?
Annie: You'll love them. We're going down to D.C. tonight to be with them Christmas morning.
Barbara: How did it happen?
Annie: It's silly. really. I mean. I'd seen him at the office. Obviously I'd seen him. He's the associate publisher. And then one day we both ordered sandwiches just from the same place, and he got my lettuce and tomato on whole wheat. which of course he, was allergic to, and I got his lettuce and tomato on white.
Barbara: How amazing!
Annie: It is, isn't it? You make millions of decisions that mean nothing and then one day you order takeout and it changes your life.
Barbara: Destiny, takes a hand.
Annie: Mom. destiny's something we've invented because we can't stand the fact that everything that happens is accidental.
Barbara: Then how do you explain that you both ordered exactly the same sandwich except for the bread? How many people in this world like lettuce and tomato without something else like tuna?
Annie: Well, it wasn't a sign. It was a coincidence. (Annie puts the wedding dress on.)
Barbara: I was in Atlantic City. with my family. Cliff was a waiter. He wasn't even supposed to work that night, and suppose he hadn't... He asked me to take a midnight walk on the Steel Pier. I've probably told you this a million times, but I don't care. And then he held my hand. At one point I looked down, and I couldn't tell which fingers were his and which were mine. And I knew.
Barbara: You know.
Barbara: Magic. It was magic.
Barbara: I knew we'd be together forever, and that everything would be wonderful, just the way you feel about Walter. Walter? It's quite a formal name, isn't it? One of the things I truly knew was that your father and I were going to have a wonderful time in... the sack I believe you call it.
Barbara: Of course, it took several years before everything worked like clockwork in that department. So don't be worried if it takes a while.
Annie: Well. we already...
Barbara: Well. fine. Fine. Fiddle-de-dee. How's it working?
Annie: Like clockwork.
(Annie looks at herself in the mirror and hugs Barbara when the sleeve of the dress rips all of sudden.)
Annie: Ah! It's a sign.
Barbara: You don't believe in signs.