"How are you enjoying your meal?" He asked.

"It's great. Everything's great," she said.

"That's good. Are you ready for dessert?"

"Yeah, sure."

"Okay. I'll just head to the restroom for a bit and I'll call over the waiter then."

"Okay."

Few minutes later

"First time we met, your eyes gave me a heart attack,
Nothing like I've ever seen before.
More precious than what I expected,
You became something I adore.
We're 12 months in,
and I want a million more.
You're having my baby,
And that makes me even more ready.
For that next step towards the altar,
Where I can officially call you mine.
So will you do me the favor of being my wife?" He sang with two waiters following close by holding a small cake with lit candles on top.

"Oh... my... gosh. Are you messing with me right now?"

"I should hope not because the ring would've been unnecessary and wouldn't have made my wallet cry. So what do you say, will you marry me?"

"Of course you dumb duck!"