Chris nearly stabbed himself in the cheek from surprise when April suddenly popped the question and the fork missed his mouth.  He set down the fork and looked at her.  Chris had no idea why she was so upset, was it something he said or did yesterday?  She seemed okay last night before he fell asleep.  "Why I love you?  Umm..."  Chris paused to find the words that were on the tip of his tongue but refused to hop glibly off.  "Because you're the girl that I fell in love with back in graduate school?  Because you love my jokes and we had ambitions to take the world by storm.  You're still that girl, April.  Honey, is there something wrong?"