For a moment, he gave her a blank look like he didn't know what she was talking about. Max Evans quoting Shakespeare? Who would ever expect such a thing? He broke into a grin, and decided to give her what she asked for. "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate:" He stood up and decided to play it dramatic, with hand gestures and facial expressions. "Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date: Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd; But thy eternal summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest; Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou growest: So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this and this gives life to thee. "
Finishing his monologue, he moved to take her hands in his. It was taking all of his will power not to drop down on one knee right then and there, but he wanted to give her time to react to his choice of sonnet.