OK...OK...so it was from an 88 yo man with Altzheimers...it was still a proposal. Here's how the conversation went. This took place in the front lobby after I picked up a tissue he'd dropped.

( Names have been changed to protect the innocent)

• Bill: Will You marry me? you're pretty
• me: uh no....I'm sorry
• Bill: Why the heck not? I'd make it good for you (with a leer)
• me: Why do you want to get married so badly
• Bill: I'm running out of fluids (I just really didn't want any clarification on that one!)
• me: I was married before and don't want to do it again.
• Bill: I know why you don't want to get married....I think you just don't want to get F$% $# anymore.

At which point I had no response and I went back to my room. Bill on the other hand was ESCORTED to his room. :)

There's never a dull moment here ;)