Small epilogue to finish this off.

"Tea?"

"For me, thank you."

"Coffee?"

"Yes, thanks and could we please have the bill?"

"Of course."

"Harry, have you thought about this?"

"I'm paying Ruth, no argument."

"No. Not the bill. Marriage."

"Oh."

"Well, have you?"

"Yes…incessantly."

"About where we'll live, if we'll keep working, how it will affect the decisions we make…?"

"Well….no, actually."

"I thought you said incessantly?"

"I did, but I was think about the benefits of being with you rather than the practicalities."

"The benefits?"

"Yes, Ruth, the benefits…you know."

"I think I can guess."

"But what about the practicalities, Harry?"

"Bugger the practicalites! Oh, don't look at me like that Ruth. We'll work it out as we go along. The most important thing right now is that you love me. Did I mention that?

"Yes, several times."

"And you're going to show me you love me, or you would if the waiter ever brings the bloody bill."

"You know what, I'm beginning to think you've got a one track mind."

"Me. Ruth? No, I can assure you that my mind is working on several tracks at the moment."

"And do any of them extend beyond the next couple of hours?"

"Oh, yes. They extend all the way to tomorrow morning."

"Your bill, sir."