June 15: Fiancé

I'm on a bus in San Francisco, feeling a bit sleepy. There's a man sitting a few rows down excitedly showing his bus seat neighbors his phone. "This is my fiancé!" He says happily. "Isn't she beautiful?" One of the strangers around him doesn't speak English too well and is sort of staring at him like he's lost his mind. "Marriage!" He says to her, "I'm going to marry her!" The stranger understands the word marry, and chirps after him, "Marry! Marry! Oh..."