“Will you marry me?” he asked his best friend.
She stopped short, and a soft smile broke out across her face.
“I don’t know … um … are you sure?” she asked, seriously. “I mean come on, we have just known each other for twenty years, that’s such a short period.”
“I know we are supposed to know each other for a hundred years or more,” he replied with a grin. “But I don’t think I’m going to live that long.”
“Okay …, but first let us have lunch, I’m starving,” she said, chuckling as they crossed the road to their favorite cafe.