Zemeckis said:
"Fine, Fine." The Angel rolled his eyes, but smiled as he looked directly to her. He got off his chair, and dropped to one knee. He took one of her hands into his ((So small, but petite little things)), and he dropped all pretense, a look of seriousness on his face.
"Lovely Adira, your eyes hold me in a trance. I am moved by your words, deep within my being. I ask, as a gentleman can only ask a flower such as you, would you please come to an Opera with me? I promise you will have a good time, and you will not regret it." His smile spread across his face, and his piercing blue eyes looked into hers. This was quite the joke.
