*both laugh*
K: It’s kind of a funny story.
J: We were at home. That’s the scene. I bought some lamb and was making roast dinner which is pretty rare for me. I’d bought a bottle of champagne and I put the ring in a gravy jug…
K: Okay James you’re totally butchering this story. Okay so —
J: *laughs* Alright, alright, go ahead —
K: He’d got the champagne because he wanted to put the ring in the champagne flute and he panicked last minute thinking it was too cliché and that loads of people had proposed like that before.
So he put the ring in the gravy boat, which is considerably less romantic than champagne. And the gravy was really thick so it sunk to the bottom so James kept on offering me more gravy throughout the meal trying to get to the bottom of the gravy boat.
J: For some reason, I didn’t factor in the the ring sinking to the bottom but anyway I ended up just pouring it all over her plate.
K: Ruining my entire meal.
J: And because there was so much of it, she didn’t see the ring so I kind of had to fist around her food. And she said “oh you’ve dropped your ring”. So then I went around the other side of the table, picked it up, wiped a bit of the gravy off, and asked her to marry me.