Well you remembered mine-- I would be a terrible fiancee if I forgot the birthday of the man I'm going to marry. [She blushes, a mix of shy and pleased by how openly she can say things like that now. It still feels a little unreal, but she's getting there.]

I did make it. I thought about what I could do that would be impressive or flashy, like when you gave me Paris. But then I thought maybe you'd just like something quiet. And simple?