Afterglow Proposal

- Will you marry me?

- We're in a morgue, for God's sake.

- Life and death. Poetic.

- The answer is no.

- Oh, come on! Why do you keep saying that?

- Why do you keep asking when I'm lying naked next to you?

- Blissful inspiration? I've heard women wear sexy lingerie on their "first night".

- I always wear sexy lingerie.

- You don't wear eatable lingerie.

- I'm not going to put fudge...

- ...with a cherry on the top...

- ...on my breasts.

- Spoilsport. Forty hours of clinic duty.

- I'm not trading marriage for clinic hours.

- You scratch my back, I scratch your

- Don't finish that.

- You just don't wanna make me a honest man.

- A little too late for that.

- And whose fault is that, perjurer?

- I've got Tritter's number on speed-dial if you want.

- Vicodin-Induced-Fantasy-Cuddy would've complied.

- Maybe you should try and date her. I date David Boreanaz in my fantasy-life. And in real life, as far as my dentist is concerned.

- Oh, role play! I love it when you're kinky. You're Princess Leia and I'm Jabba the Hutt and-

- Does this mean I can finally strangle you?

- You don't want to strangle me, Nerdy Cuddles. You love me.

- You'll never let me live that down, won't you?

- Never, love pumpkin.

- You do know there's a pool going on at the hospital concerning our 'wedding', don't you?

- I've got fifty bucks on next month.

- I've got a hundred on 'never gonna happen'. I win.

- My cunning Lady Macbeth…

- Why don't you just put your mouth to a better use?

- Enslaver.

He descended on her and she surrendered to that filthy, delicious mouth of his. No more words were spoken for a while.