Henry and Samantha sat down for a luxurious dinner.  Henry, being the suave man that he always had been, arranged for the guitarist in the band to come and serenade Samantha during dinner.  She was delighted.  All night, Henry was doing things to impress her.  Why all the sudden effort? Samantha wondered.  Then there it was, sparking with a brilliant fire, sitting delicately between his fingers.  A huge diamond glinted at her, set in the most elegant gold band.  "Samantha, will you marry me?"  Henry already knew what the answer would be.
