Singles Convention

I was at some big convention thing of single twenty- or thirty-somethings, all complete strangers to each other. It lasted a few hours at the most and we all had to find the person we would marry by the end of it. I befriended another girl there as we tried to find guys who were actually interested in getting to know us instead of just choosing the first attractive woman who would have him. Eventually I found a guy who did put some effort into learning about me as a person, and I liked him, and thought maybe he was the one for me. Then I thought maybe I should introduce him to my new friend but eventually we decided to agree to get married, so we went to a wall at the back of the convention hall where there were sheets of paper on the wall for couples to sign promising to eventually become engaged to each other. I watched in great interest as he signed us up and learned that his name was Austin.