I know, I know. [That was the exact line she'd used in the penultimate argument. Four whole years. It'd taken her half of that to really pin down what she wanted, but it was a long time, right? She was still pretty young, and not in an egregious hurry, but ...]

It's just - I don't know. I never really pushed it up until now? I had to finish school, work kicked my ass for the first year, things are finally calming down so I thought now would be a good time to ... [It's almost like she hesitates to say the words, as if all men are going to be mentally scarred by them.] Think about buying something permanent, save some money, and start considering the possibilities of a tiny human that would have to incubate in my stomach for nine months.

[It's really all quite benign.] One of my best friends is actually getting married in a month. The whole thing started because I made a joke about looking at dresses with her.

[She huffs, rolls her eyes.] I felt so bad about it when I saw the look on his face, like I'd asked him to chop a third of his dick off.