You and John argued earlier where to go to on your next date but you just couldn't decide so you both just stopped talking to each other. About an hour later he walks into the livingroom and stands next to the couch, completely silent. He looks at the tv and glances over at you a few times, until he finally speak up.

"um.. you know.. I thought maybe we could go to the place we first met.. since we can't decide.. I'm sorry, my darling."

He sits down next to you and takes your hands in his.