Seriously? Fuck, he really must have been sick to finally ask that. Even I don't remember proposing to Daphne, as we were far too drunk at the time. I offer my sincerest condolences to you, my darling, as you're far too good for the likes of him.
Yes, we can mourn the passing of my youth as I turn into a respectable... scoundrel. You know, I do have my own rooms at the pub... in case we decide that drinks are only just a precursor to making it up to you for not showing you a good time in Russia and giving it to Higgs instead.