Hitomi blushed beet red when Anzu suddenly popped the question to her, nearly fainting from hearing those four lovely words rolls out of her mouth. "A-Anzu..." Hitomi whispered, looking at her softly, still blushing. "Y-Yes! Yes Anzu!!" Hitomi said, a little loudly, and nearly tackled Anzu off her chair with a sudden hug, kissing her lips fully, not caring who saw them...She rested her head against Anzu's chest, her face still a little red. "...Y-Yes Anzu...I want to be your bride...and only your bride...f-for the rest of my life.." Hitomi said softly, completely ignoring Owen, as if she was in her own little world now...ideas rolled through her head, fantasies of the wedding, of the dress she would wear..would Anzu wear a dress, or a Tuxedo? Hitomi giggled at the thought of Anzu in a dress, smiling happily, clearly out of the conversation between Owen and Anzu now, her thoughts turning inward for her own wedding planning session.