20 Questions

So I was teaching my my 6th grade clarinet lesson like I do everyday to this clarinet girl who is pretty far behind her peers. Not only did she learn how to play the clarinet better, but she learned some other things as well. The last 5 minutes of her lesson while she was putting her clarinet away went like this...

I didn't think I would get interrogated by an 11 year old.

Clarinet Girl: Are you married?
Me: Not yet
Clarinet Girl: Then why do you have a ring on that finger?
Me: Because I'm engaged
Clarinet Girl: That means that you got proposed to right?
Me: Yes.
Clarinet Girl: How did he do it? Did he take you out to a fancy dinner?
Me: For the most part.
Clarinet Girl: When are you getting married?
Me: I don't know yet
Clarinet Girl: Aren't you supposed figure that out right away?
Me: Depends.
Clarinet Girl: Is that ring real? because it's really big
Me: Yes it's real.
Clarinet Girl: Don't you hit it on things? I bet it gets in the way.
Me: No. I'm used to it.
Clarinet Girl: I want a ring that big. You're lucky you found a rich man to buy you something like that.
Me:...
Clarinet Girl: Do you love him?
Me: Of course I do, that's why I'm marrying him.

And then I ended it there before things got WAY out of control.