He laughed. "I can imagine. You should take him to New York one day - I'm sure he'll love that." He gave her a mischievous look. "And who's to say that Vegas isn't romantic? Nothing says classy like being married by Elvis."

He reached over to grab his coffee, but stopped halfway there as if surprised by something. He turned back to Amy, a curious look in his eyes. "Is that a natural talent of yours, that enhanced empathy?" His voice started out normal, but slowly slipped into a pronounced Welsh accent.