There was a guy behind the piano. He was wearing a black tailored suit with a rose in his pocket. His hair was styled in such a way that it seemed to match the style of music he was playing. He turned around and got up from his chair. He looked down at me. His eyes big and bright. The window behind him vine stricken. He tucked my hair back, and put a rose in ny hair. He reached into his pocket without losing eye contact. He pulled out a small smile, and in his hands a small decorated box. He opened the box, took the ring, and slid it on my right ring finger. He looked at me and asked,"Will You Go Out With Me?" His voice powerful, but soothing. The orchestra playing in the background, the flowers up until now, a romantic setting, and divine music. There was only one thing to say at that moment and that was,"Yes."