Nellie: I have something to tell you. I love you. I love you.
Percival: I don't know what to say.
Nellie: Well...do you?
Percival: Yes. I love you, too. But what about....I'm not going to get any taller.
Nellie: And I'm not gonna get any shorter!
Percival: Will you marry me?
Nellie: Yes. Oh, yes!