They took Hera's new station wagon. It had a zippy little engine and was rugged enough for country back roads. They waved goodbye to Bunter and were off!
Piers wasn't sure how to get the ball rolling with a proposal, so he suggested they try some fishing first. He'd always heard that fishing was a calming sport.
Piers: What do you think, Hera? Enjoying the fishing? Beautiful day for it, huh? It's a more stimulating activity than I imagined it would be, what with the fish giving you a hardy tussle. Rewarding though.
Hera: Oh, it's a nice pastime, Piers. I should have worn my athletic clothes though--if I'd known.
Piers: Good lord! Look at this fellow, will you? I believe it's a toad.
Hera: Uh, yes--a toad. I've caught one too. ...Piers?
Piers: Mmm?
Hera: Maybe we've fished enough for one day, don't you think?
Piers: Oh! Of course! Got carried away, I guess. Let me just pack our toads up here. ...Why don't you give Bunter a call, ask for some genie cleansing.
Hera: Definitely!
Hera: Let's take a photo so we can remember this day.
Piers: Splendid idea!
Hera: I want to talk to you about something, Piers. About our living arrangement. I think it's time for a change. Our relationship is...
Piers (beginning to panic again): Hera, dear! You DO enjoy being with me, don't you? I know it's all a bit unconventional--you being my assistant and...
Hera: Well, to the villagers here, I probably do appear to be a, uh, kept woman!
Piers: Not at all, my dear! You work hard, worth every simoleon I pay for your services...that is...I mean...well, the research, you know!
Hera (laughing): I'm not complaining, Piers. I don't care about the proprieties! And it's not like back home where I'd be concerned with all your peers!
Piers: We'll stay here forever, then! Never go back. Well, I'll need to make trips now and then for business purposes. Check in with family. You'll come with me, of course. But don't worry about any of that.
Piers: Stay with me, Hera! Rinn Fada's a fine place. We'll have the estate fixed up soon. A home you'd be proud of!
Hera: Piers, just listen!
Piers: Hera, darling!
Hera: Let me finish, Piers.
Piers (taking a deep breath): Very well, Hera. But I reserve the right to a rebuttal.
Hera: Oh, Piers! Dear man!
Hera: I love you, Piers!
Piers (his breath catching): And I ADORE you, Hera! I worship you...I am completely and hopelessly in love with you, my darling! I...
Hera: Wait! Not another word! I have one more thing to say!
Piers: What are you doing?...Hera?
Hera: Marry me!
Piers: (gasps)
Hera: Well? ...It was my grandfather's ring. ...Say something, Piers!
Piers: YES!!
Hera: Look, it fits perfectly.
Piers: Yes!
Hera (laughing again): Is that all you can say?
Piers: Yes! I mean No! No, I mean....Yes!
Piers: Darling! I am the happiest of men!
Piers: Hera, I have a ring for you too. I was going to propose today.
Hera: That's all right, Piers. I know.
Piers: Really, I was! ...But it's just that...OH NO! ...I left your ring in the basket with the toads!
Hera: It's ok, dearest. We can clean it when we get home.
Piers couldn't believe he made it through Love Day alive. But once his heart stopped pounding in his chest, he knew this had been the best day of his life.
