I know you two weeks so No, I won’t marry you.

I just took a call from a distraught Thirsty Dave. He's been seeing a girl for the last 2 weeks and is besotted with her. They have so much in common. She owns a bar and he loves drinking, she spends all of her time in the bar and so does he and her favourite time of the day is happy hour and so is his. He asked her to merry him today and she said no. When I spoke to him, he was inconsolable. Sometimes I find it hard to say the right thing but not on this occasion. I just told him the world's shortest fairy tale: