Cold feet under a warm blanket, steam over an empty mug--rain splatters on dry window pane--open journals of closed memories... tears of laughter and joy of pain... schmaltz of diametric morning.

When you're scared, you stay as you are!

If you're not entirely sure you want to spend the rest of your life with someone, it seems to me that the last thing you'd want to do is to set in motion a very lengthy, time-consuming, expensive, and highly public process designed to lead inexorably to just that.

Pull yourself together, Detective. You're embarrassing yourself, and more imprtant, you're embarrassing me.""They're going to do it outside. In public.""So the fuck what?""Public," Peabody said, head still between her