Scott's mother would really like Scott and I to get engaged. She makes no secret of this fact. For Christmas, Scott's mother urged him to give me "something small and nice" as a gift, nudge nudge, wink wink. Ever the obedient boy, Scott bought me an engagement ring.
Yes, that's correct, it's a paperweight, a gag gift. If I cared one iota about the tradition of marriage, I might have been a bit miffed (much like Scott's mom).