premise: ... I got my very first marriage proposal , and I actually do n't think the guy was completely kidding . Let me explain ... I got off work around midnight , and texted my friend Steph to see if she wanted to go to this local 24 hour diner , and hang out a little . So we get there , eat our breakfast ( which I maintain is the only thing to eat at 1 am ) , and Steph notices this random old guy ( 60ish I 'd say ) check us out . Who might have asked me to marry him ?
hypothesis: Steph who is about 60ish may have asked some random guy to marry him .