Danielle: "Right." She giggled a little, eating some more. "Shirtless, oh, I love the privileges I get." Dani joked with a chuckle as she reached over and sipped some water. After a moment, she propped her elbow up on the table and in turn, rested her cheek against it as she watched the spoon she was holding make circular motions in the bowl.
Matt: "It is a privilege only you have. Well, unless you're watching Magic Mike, then... that's..." He shrugged. Matt slipped his hand into his pocket, feeling the box. Taking a sip of water, he wiped his mouth clean, standing up. Ah, there was no time like now. "Dani..." He stopped her from making the motions, taking her hand. Getting down on one knee, Matt met her eyes. "I love you. It wasn't a very conventional relationship we started out having... but you made your way into my heart, very quickly. I'm not proposing simply because you're pregnant. I... genuinely want to spend the rest of my life with you. So, will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?" He pulled out the box, revealing the ring to her.