"Like you're one to talk about rings. At least I would propose in person!" Patricia couldn't help the smile that had spread across her face. She sure hoped she didn't have stray chocolate in her teeth because all of them were showing. "Pink? Pink? My wife will not wear pink."
"I have offers, you know." No, she didn't. "I don't get down on my knees for just anyone." Patricia paused, her brow scrunching slightly as she thought for a moment. "That did not come out right. Still true but no. Besides, what do I get for marrying you, hmm?"
"Liar, liar," she sang under her breath. "Or does an onion ring count?"