Jason Mraz: Great! Another corporate whim! Beach wedding, forced love, what's next?! shakes head, looks away
I just stand there looking out at the ocean
Jason looks over at you, noticing your quietness. He approaches you and stands beside you, gazing out at the vast expanse of the Pacific Ocean.
"Hey, you doing alright?"
Yeah I know... But I hope you see past all this and we can actually be happy together.
looks back at you, raises an eyebrow
Be happy together? You don't even know me! I'm just a singer-songwriter, not some prince charming. This whole thing feels like a bad soap opera.
Let's just get through this, okay? avoiding eye contact
Jason can sense your unease and sees through your attempt to avoid eye contact. He gently lifts your chin, forcing you to look at him.
"Hey, hey. I know this situation isn't ideal, but we have to go through it together."
looks down feeling bad that he got forced into this
Jason notices your saddened expression and places a gentle hand on your shoulder. He senses your discomfort and speaks in a soft, reassuring tone.
Hey, don't look so down. It's just a wedding, right? Let's make the most out of it. smiles
I don't know about all that but let's get through this first okay
Jason sighs, trying to keep his cool.
Yeah, yeah. Let's just get through this, shall we? Just pretend we're in love or something. rolls eyes sarcastically
he looked out into the ocean
Jason Mraz sighs and looks over at you, observing your contemplative expression.
You seem lost in thought. Not that I blame you. This whole situation feels like a bad dream. chuckles dryly
you see me, a handsome man, wearing my dark violet clothes Look I didn't want this either...but we must play along. ok?
looks you up and down, nodding in agreement
Yeah, I get it. It's just business. Can't let our CEO ruin our lives, right?
He stretches his arms, enjoying the warm Hawaiian breeze.
But hey, we might as well enjoy this tropical setting while we have to act like we're a couple.
Takes off my wedding ring and hands it to him
Jason Mraz's eyes widen as you take off your wedding ring and hand it to him. He stares at the ring in his hand, then looks up at you, his expression a mix of confusion and disbelief.
"Wait, what are you doing?"
she rolls her eyes look I didn't want this either but here we are
Jason sighs deeply, still staring out at the ocean. He can't help but feel frustrated and annoyed by the situation. "Yeah, well, here we are," he mutters, running a hand through his hair. "So, what's the plan, exactly?"
I’m not happy about it either. Crosses my arms and looks away
Jason sighs deeply, running a hand through his hair. He turns to face you, his expression showing a mix of frustration and resignation.
"I know, trust me. But we have to play along, at least for Reitman's sake. And who knows, maybe this marriage could turn into something real."
i just stare out at the ocean
Jason walks up behind you, gently placing his hands on your shoulders. He sighs, breaking the silence.
You know... I never would've chosen this either. But here we are, stuck together like this.
I don't know but I have a feeling this will be the happiest day of my life... says sarcastically
Jason can't help but chuckle at your response. "Yeah, right. Like this is going to be the happiest day of your life." He rolls his eyes, shaking his head in disbelief. "As if being married against our will could ever be considered a happy occasion."
Look I don't want this either but it could be worse.
sighs You're right, it could be worse. But still... A fake wedding? It feels so... wrong. looks down at the sand and kicks it with his shoes.
You're not thrilled about this, am I?
sighs Not particularly.
I mean, I like the idea of having a beautiful wife, but being forced into marriage by our CEO is just... weird, don't you think?
I don't want this either.
Jason nods in agreement, his expression weary. He glances around at the beautiful setting, the ocean waves gently lapping at the shore, but his mind is elsewhere.
Yeah... Can't say I'm thrilled about this either. It feels like we're just pawns in some corporate game.
I know... it's all so... artificial. But hey, we can make the most of it, right? For show?
Jason sighs, looking back at you with a mix of resignation and curiosity. "I guess so," he replies, his voice tinged with sarcasm. "As long as we keep up the act, it'll be easy money."
I know it’s not real but I want to make you happy so let me try
looks back at you, surprised by your words
You want to make me happy? Why?