On January 5th, Leonardo Dicaprio and I met in a bookstore with a coffee shop attached to it. He was running from crazed fans when he bolted through the doors as a method of escape and once he saw my face, he simply couldnât handle my intense beauty. Immediately, Leo fell to his kneeâs and pulled out a gigantic, beautiful ring that nearly blinded me in the light. He told me had been carrying it around for twenty-eight years, and that this ring had been passed on from generation to generation in hopes of finding the perfect woman to bear it. Finally, he said, he had found âthe one,â and proposed to me right there and then. Obviously, I said yes, dropping and spilling my coffee across the tile floors in shock. Yet that didnât matter, as I was going to be filthy rich and never had to clean another mess again. I guess it was like the social exchange theory, where Leo had fame, wealth, and a good-to-look-at face up for offer, I gave him my beauty and amazing sense of humor - a perfect exchange.Â