She blushed, smiling as he led her to the table. She sat down, arranging her skirts neatly. "It's all lovely, Sam."
She took up the small box. She was a bit puzzled by the sewing needles, but not displeased at all. The ring fit her ring finger perfectly. "Sam, you spoil me terribly. So beautiful. But..." she tilted her head. "Sewing needles?" The two gifts seemed to be...a little unrelated.