All her jokes died on her tongue as he produced the distinctive blue box. She really had not been expecting anything as permanent as that, and even his words ringing in her ears didn't dull the weird flip in her gut. Abi didn't know what was going on, whether it was a gesture or a joke or anything like it but she wanted to know.
"I... Jesus fucking Christ, you're a sneaky son of a bitch..." she slew, her face still impassively shocked. "If this is a joke, I will kill you myself. What... what?" she felt her slick flirty demeanour slide away. "Ernest?"