Sarah looks at the ring and grins a little broader. It really, really is happening. She nods at James, eyes shining, and then turns back to the woman helping them. "I think we have a decision."

The woman beams, clapping happily. "Brilliant choice, if I say so myself. You're certainly a man who spares no expense, aren't you? Now if I could just get a size of your finger, dear, we'll see what we can do." To James, "Will you be wanting that engraved with anything?"