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Daniel stood from his chair in the restaurant, giddy. He reached into the breast pocket of his shirt and fumbled for a moment before producing a ring. There was an audible sigh from the room as he dropped onto one knee, his false leg complaining all the while and offered it to her. The word she said was barely audible. It was a breath in the silent tension of the room.
“Daniel,” her crimson lips formed his name in the semblance of a sigh. They were left in an “oh” of surprise and, he hoped, wonder.
“I was wondering if you would do me the honor of being my wife,” she stood out of her chair and looked down at him. She wore a red dress down to her knees, those silk stockings with the lines up the back, her hair shon gently in the light from above.
“As if I would say anything but yes,” she held out her hands and his first thought was to put the ring on her finger. He started to, but instead of letting him she pulled him to his feet and kissed the living daylights out of him. The people in the restaurant around the whistled and cheered and Daniel relished in the kiss.