I didn't tell Mr PS where we were going, only that he needed to dress smart. Just before we arrived, I gave him a small gold card that contained the password required to get in. He was totally baffled, and beginning to think we were going to a murder/mystery evening. The look on his face when we arrived and he saw all the books and a table with an old fashioned typewriter was priceless. When a 1920s styled waiter appeared and asked for the password, it took Mr PS a couple of seconds to realize the phrase on the card - Cat Among the Pigeons - was it. Inside was stunning, from the lighting to decor. I don't think any pictures I post will do it justice, but this one gives you an idea.
Mr PS decided he'd have a wander around while I sipped my drink. After a minute or so, he returned and said I should do the same. I walked past the plush booths and tables to the small stage - home to the jazz band playing later that night - and gazed at the collection of mirrors on the wall behind. Mr PS appeared at my side and asked me what I thought of the stage. I said something about it being small, but that I loved the way it was lit from below. Then he said something strange. He asked if I thought it was odd. When I said I didn't think so, he pointed to a small box on the stage. I said that maybe it opened up and it was a place for musical instruments to be plugged in.
I'm not sure if you've guessed the outcome of this story yet, but he realized I just wasn't getting it. As soon as Mr PS knelt down and picked up the box, I knew exactly what the box meant. The following 30 seconds or more was him going down on one knee to propose, me saying yes and then sobbing deliriously happy tears.
Cocktails, champagne, and truffles followed. Given I rarely drink, I was a little hungover the following day at work. It didn't matter. Nothing could have ruined my mood that day.
For the first (and only time in my life), I'm engaged! Given that I told my best friend within a few weeks of meeting Mr PS he was the one I'd marry, I can safely tell you he's the one. We could not be happier. Plus, we got engaged on May the Fourth Be With You. Do we need a better omen?