I know, I know- [He turns to the crowd.] She hates when I make a scene, but could you blame me for falling prey to love's impulsive actions? Just look at her! [And he's holding out a hand, looking back to Tia and doing a well enough job of making his smile fond instead of amused.]

The stars are jealous of her eyes, or if they aren't, they should be, for the sparkle when she smiles could outshine any and all that gleam in the night sky. And those lips! Oh, a man could die happy to know their gentle touch. I have never met a woman more beautiful, nor one more patient to put up with a sort like me.

[He gets down on one knee, hands clasped together in front of him.] My light, my love, please grant me this one request and I swear I will spend my life devoted to fulfilling your every desire.