[Dave nods without speaking. With Meridiana in his arms, what might have been a nervous shifting of his weight turns instead into slight, gentle swaying, like a slow dance slowed further.]

And Madam Lutece asked me the other day. When we were gonna, I mean. She didn't ask me to marry her, that'd be. [He pauses and looks up.] --Hilarious, actually, but also, mmmm, nah.

[He's already got an older woman. EYYYYY.]

We haven't talked a lot about it, so... just wondering if you had thoughts. [His voice drops a little, soft and low.] Don't want to hold things up.