[JASON]
It started with the wine

[CLAIRE]
The wine

[JASON]
The wine!
We were shopping for a bottle to bring to her cousin's soiree

[CLAIRE]
My cousin, the sous chef, she's very gourmet

[JASON]
I grabbed my favorite cabernet

[CLAIRE]
He's got no clue and so I say:
Darling, the wine

[JASON]
The wine?

[CLAIRE]
The wine!
They're serving monkfish, so darling
The wine can't be red
How 'bout this Austrian Riesling instead?
[JASON]
Honey, you know I don't like the Riesling
When have you ever seen me drink Riesling?

[CLAIRE]
Never, but can't you listen this once?
Red wine and fish? You'll look like a dunce

[JASON]
Fine!
I'll bring the red
You bring the white
That way I'll still get drunk
You'll still be right

[CLAIRE]
Fine

[JASON]
Fine

[CLAIRE]
Fine
And then there was the cab

[JASON]
The cab!
[CLAIRE]
The cab
Was stuck in traffic in the middle of Broadway
Ten minutes we wait

[JASON]
We're twelve blocks away, and we're already late

[CLAIRE]
I point out there'd be no delay
If we would just turn that a-way

[JASON]
Honey, the cab!

[CLAIRE]
The cab

[JASON]
The cab
Was pointed squarely down Broadway
I know you're concerned
But your cousin's on Broadway
So why have we turned?

[CLAIRE]
Darling, I know my cousin's on Broadway
But there was lots of traffic on Broadway!
[JASON]
Surely, but now, in my own defense
We're farther away, which doesn't make sense

[CLAIRE]
Fine, driver, please stop here
If you would
I think walking will do
Us both some good

[JASON]
Fine

[CLAIRE]
Fine

[BOTH]
Fine
We don't say anything as we're walking down Broadway
It's like I'm walking next to a stranger
I've had that feeling more and more
Like I don't even know her/him

[JASON]
But right now, it's cold, and we're still in a hurry

[CLAIRE]
I'm not gonna stop, and I'm not gonna worry

[BOTH]
We'll be fine
Fine
Fine...

And then it starts to rain

[CLAIRE]
My hair starts to drip
My shoes are a mess
My bag's getting wet
And so is my dress

[JASON]
I love the rain
How everything shimmers!

[CLAIRE]
The wind's picking up
We've got no umbrella

[JASON]
It dots her hair
Like morning dew

Suddenly I start to think of the day that I first met her
A bucket of snow had landed in her hair
I picture her shake the snowflakes off her shoulders
And somehow, I want to get us back to there
I want her to know that I can't bear to spend
A single day without her
But how can she know?
How can she know?

[CLAIRE]
Shit! OW! My shoe
My shoe
My shoe!
Dammit!
This is really fantastic
No, really absurd
And what, you just stand there
And don't say a word?
Fine
I'm gonna go, we're late for my cousin
God help the soul who's late for my cousin!
You can stay put here out in the rain
But don't leave it up to me to explain
Give me the wine
Don't take all day
Fine then!
Bring it yourself
Your cabernet, Jesus!

[JASON]
Shut up, Claire, and marry me!

[CLAIRE]
Fine!
What?