A little later in the afternoon. Susan and Harry are clearing the table. They are alone again.
Harry:	There's a conversation we have to finish.
Susan:	What was it about?
Harry:	It was about caring.
Susan:	Oh?
Harry:	Yes, caring. I said that it makes me feel good that you care about Michelle.
Susan:	Well, I do care about Michelle.
Harry:	And it makes me feel good that you care about me.
Susan:	You know I do. You're a ... wonderful friend.
Harry:	And it makes me feel good that you care about us.
Susan:	Well ... well, I do, Harry. It's only natural that if I care about Michelle and I care about you, then I care about us.
Harry:	It's OK, Susan. We had this part of the conversation before Michelle and her friends arrived. Now comes the good part.
Susan:	Like what?
Harry:	Well, assume that if you care about Michelle and you care about me and you care about us, that we can talk about us. I mean—you and me. Isn't that right?
Susan:	What are you trying to say, Harry?
Harry:	What I'm trying to say ... since this is so easy. ... [He goes to the game stand and puts up some letters.] Here are ten letters that express my feelings for you.
Susan:	Don't be silly, Harry.
Harry:	You want a hint? It's two words.
Susan:	You're making the game harder.
Harry:	Can't you figure it out? Seven letters ... two words ... that express the feelings that I feel for you in my heart.
Susan:	Harry, I get it! [She rearranges the letters to spell "marry me".]
Harry:	Well? Does that mean you'll marry me?
Susan:	Is that a proposal, or are we just playing a game?
Harry:	Sit down, Susan. There's something I have to ask you. [He takes a flower from the table and gets down on one knee.] Susan, will you marry me?
Susan:	It's such an important decision. There's so many things to talk about. There are three things that have to be done first, Harry.
Harry:	Three things?
Susan:	First, we have to decide where to live.
Harry:	Well, that's easy. We talked about that earlier. We'll live in New York.
Susan:	All right. Second, we have to talk to Michelle together about being married.
Harry:	We'll do that immediately. What's the third thing?
Susan:	You have to ask for my father's permission.
Harry:	Absolutely! But first things first. We have to go pick up Michelle.
Susan:	Oh, I'm so happy, Harry!
Harry:	Not as happy as I am. [He gives her the flower, and they embrace.]