Grace lets out a small surprised sound, not expecting to be practically lifed off of her feet.

"And who are you quoting?" she asks, after a year, used to her boyfriend's tendency to spontaneously begin speaking in verse. Perhaps tonight, it's not as spontaneous as usual, but it's been Donald's way for as long as she's known him.

It's become one of her favorite things about him, actually. And in times like these, it certainly makes up for the odd off-color joke.