She holds up two dresses. ‘The blue or the red?’
‘You look gorgeous in either,’ he says.
‘I think I’ll wear the green one.’
In the restaurant, she can’t decide between the sirloin steak or the lemon sole.
‘But if I have steak, which sauce do I choose?’
‘Why not try the beef stroganoff?’ he suggests.
‘Good choice, but I fancy chargrilled chicken tonight.’
Later, they pore over the dessert menu.
‘I hate making decisions.’ She looks up. ‘Why are you smiling?’
‘I have a simple question, just answer yes or no. Will you marry me?’