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[Tristan and Victoria are sipping champagne under the stars
: Do you know, Humphrey's going all the way to Ipswich to buy me a ring. Tristan
: Ipswich? Victoria I'm talking about London or Paris or... A ring? Why is he... What kind of a ring? Victoria
: The word is he's planning to propose to me on my birthday. Tristan
] He's going to... And you're gonna say yes? Victoria
] Well I can't exactly say no after he's gone all the way to Ipswich. Tristan
: "All the way to Ipswich"? Victoria, for your hand in marriage, I'd cross oceans or continents. Victoria
: Really? Tristan
: Victoria, for your hand in marriage, I would go to the gold fields of San Francisco and bring you back your weight in gold. I'd go to Africa and bring you back a diamond as big as your fist. Or I'd go to the Arctic and I'd slaughter a polar bear and bring you back its head.
[Victoria has been moving closer, about to kiss him, but suddenly she recoils
] A polar bear's head? Ugh! You're funny, Tristan.
[they look up into the sky
: Oh, Tristan! A shooting star. Beautiful. Tristan
: More beautiful than a fancy ring from Ipswich? Victoria, for your hand in marriage, I'd cross the wall and bring you back that fallen star. Victoria
: You can't cross the wall. Nobody crosses the wall. Now you're just being silly. Tristan
: I'm not being silly. I'd do it. For you, I'd do anything. Victoria
] Hmmm. My very own star. It seems we have ourselves an agreement. You have exactly one week or I'm marrying Humphrey.
: [Tristan goes to see Victoria on her birthday, picks up a small stone for the window to call her as he used to, then smiles, drops the stone and knocks on the front door, Victoria answers
] Happy birthday. Victoria
: [Looking pleasantly astonished at Tristan's transformation
] What happened to you? Tristan
: I've found the star. Victoria
: I can't believe you did it. Where's my star? Can I see it? Is it beautiful? Tristan
[Tristan reaches into his pocket and pulls out a lock of Yvaine's hair, wrapped in a small piece of white cloth. He gives it to Victoria
: Well, it's awfully small. Tristan
: Well, that's just a little piece - a token for your birthday. Victoria
: Well... Well, then forget about the star. It's not the star that I want. Victoria
: [she puts her arms around him
: You know what I want.
[they are about to kiss but he pulls away from her
: Yeah, I do. You want to grow up and get over yourself. Victoria
] Well! Oh!
[Humphrey appears around the corner and at the sight of Tristan drops a medium sized box wrapped in red wrapping paper that was suspended from his left hand
: Humphrey! Humphrey
: Thorn. You must have a death wish.
[Humphrey then unsheathes a small, thin sword. Tristan unsheathes a much larger and and brandishes it menacingly
: [backing down
] Ah... Tristan
: [looking amused
] Humphrey. Humphrey, it's all right. She's all yours. You really are a perfect couple. The best of luck to you both.
[Victoria looks inside the cloth containing the token that Tristan has given her
] Why would I want this? It's just a measly handful of stardust.