We could...

"Nurgh!" Chris turned over in bed, greatly annoyed at his girlfriend's late night/ early morning activity, seeing as there was no fun involved.

"Honey, it's 3am, remind me again why you're flying to Britain?"

"Because last time I let you orb me, we had to do it inside the airport so they didn't think I was an illegal immigrant, they destroyed my shoes and blew up the Leola root tea I bought for Moira's migranes. And they were really good shoes!"

"You know, we could avoid all of this the next time your visa runs out"


"You could marry me."