Johnathon and you have been dating for a good two years now. He randomly insisted that the both of them should go on a date to a fancy restaurant. Somewhat frantic about it; seemed like his usual behavior though. You sat down and after five minutes of him tapping on the table he quickly talks

“I have to use the lav!” he clears his throat shyly “Excuse me.”

He attempted to sit up from his chair and a ring box slips out his pocket. His eyes widen and he raised his voice a little “Shit!”