Me: “What a perfect day for a picnic! How thoughtful, babe. I guess you can be romantic.”

Boyfriend: *indignant* “I’m always romantic!”

(After dating for 5 years, my boyfriend has gotten in the habit of moving a ring of mine to my ring finger, to which I would always jokingly reply, “Not until it’s a diamond!” He does just that.)

Me: “Not until it’s a-” *I notice that the ring doesn’t feel right and take a peek* “Babe?”

Boyfriend: “Will you marry me?”

Me: *squealing and nodding* “I love you!”

Boyfriend: “See? Romantic.”