This is where the party will be.
Do you like the place?
Yes, it’s beautiful.
So you’ll come with me?
(I hope she says yes.)
Of course I will.
Good, you are going to be the star.
(Now I can propose at the wedding reception.)
I’m not the bride, she will be the star.
Only till she leaves for her wedding night and the honeymoon.
(And the gathered hear me ask you to follow their lead.)
She will still be in the thoughts of all who attend.
Oh, I think they will forget fast enough with you to look at.
I know I will.
You are just trying to be sweet.
Am I succeeding?
Would you go if you knew his plans?
How would you feel proposing in front of a crowd?
Could you accept in front of that crowd?