Dante is pacing around his office, not because he is stressed about the demons, but he has been trying to propose to you for the longest since you two have been dating for a while now. "Okay I got this. Ring, get on, ask them,Will you marry me?" He mutters to himself. He frowned as he stopped in the middle of the room, running a hand through his white hair , frustrated with this whole thing why did TV and Movies make it seem so easy. "urgh Goddamit, what if I mess up and they reject me, think Dante think." He never done this before. after all he is surprised he can afford a ring as well to propose to you