I need to sober up, I need to sober up, I need to sober up. I wonder if I repeat this mantra it will eventually work. Possibly not. I am about 5 minutes from Gils place and need to be in some sort of normal condition to deal with wordplay of the Gil variety. Why did I have to talk about this infront of the girls. They are just going to call and call until I give them details. Which makes me feel like I HAVE to propose to Gil, I don't want to feel like that - that's not how it's supposed to be.

I have to focus, I think I've just been sleeping. Am I in a cab? I need to get through tonight with some degree of dignity. Ooh that glass is so cool on my cheek, may have to stay here. This cab would be a nice place to live, I could just be driven around everywhere forever. Wait, wait...Am supposed to be doing something else forever outside of this cab.

What though?

Gil. I am going to ask Gil to be with me forever, and I'm gonna really suck at it. No. I will not. I need to be sexy, smart and seductive. That's what I should do - focus on the 's' words. A good one would be sober. Need to be sober soon. That two 's' words so thats very good.

The cab driver is asking me for money,why's he doing that - we've not stopped. God, we have. I'm in such trouble. Why does Gil have to live upstairs. I wonder how much the cab driver would charge to carry me to the door. That might not be a good idea, Gil might get the wrong impression about what exactly I've been doing for the last three hours. Although the man does have a sense of smell so there is a slight possibility he might detect a faint odour of alchohol...

"Hey baby, I'm homb". I said that right, didn't I? Well Gil loves me so it's his problem if he picked a women that can't handle her drink. Though to be fair I have just downed about eight cocktails. Think I might be moving away from the point. Oh, there he is. My boyfriends dreamy. Please tell me I did not say that out loud.

"Cath"

He's laughing at me, why is he doing that and actually why was he not waiting at the door. Need to be able to hold it together long enough to feign indignation. I would be so good at that if I were sober, damn it!

"I missed you honey, did you have a good time with your friends."

"Yeah, did you miss me? There were no tears of joy just now, what's that about?"

"You are both funny and insecure Cath. I missed you more than is reasonable, and I'm assuming you missed me too cause you just made up a song for me!"

"Huh?"

"From the cab. You called and sang to me, not sure about the words but am sure they were very touching"

"No, you see that was not me. What happened was the cab driver made me call you and sing that as he was simply very pleased to be driving in your neighbourhood. Really it was just a song about the road outside..." Okay thank goodness he has just shut me up with a kiss. Woman stop thinking and analyzing everything and just enjoy it.

"Do you need some coffee, or do you just want to go to sleep?"

"I was kind of hoping we could talk Gil"

"Cath, are you sure you wouldn't rather talk in the morning. I holding you up here sweetheart, think vodka might interfere with our chances of intellectual debate."

"Hey snooty, sit down and listen to this. I have important things to talk about."

"Yes maam".

"Good save."

"Can't you just kiss me, do we have to talk now. You look amazing in that dress."

"There will be no kissing mister, I have something I need to say before the vodka wears off."

"Okay".

"Gil, here's the thing ... We took a long time to get together, have enjoyed this dance around each other for so long - and I love it, but we need to stop with that so I'm just going to say it. You are fantastic, and sweet and and gorgeous and you love my daughter and you seem to love me and we get on great and we laugh so much and you make me feel special and you know how to make my coffee the way I like it and you read to me for goodness sake and you smell great and you have great hands and you are the kindest man I know and you watch cookery shows for fun with no sense of embarrassment and you buy me shoes cause you know they're my weakness and when you call me sweetheart it does something to weaken my knees and you feel like you belong in my bed and you make me very happy so that is why is why I wanted to ask you to please marry me very much". Well that was a long sentence, and very smooth Catherine. Why is Gil not speaking. Please speak. Oh no.