“Well then John, if she won’t have me, I’ll marry someone else!”

“You can’t just ‘marry someone else,’ old chap. The wedding is scheduled for tomorrow. You’ll have to call it off.”

“But I can’t do that. There are people coming from all over the world. I know, I’ll call Cupid.”

“Please don’t.”

“It’s too late. There he is at the window! Wait! Don’t aim it at me now!”

“Duck!”

“John? Please, will you marry me?”

“I should rather die!”

“But then, who will be my best man?”

“It won’t be me, old chap. I don’t swing that way.”

“Drat.”