Gavin smiled down at the mafia heiress, and finally slung an arm around her shoulder once her father wandered off--and he did watch the boss walk off, carefully, "You really are a stunning sight to see, sweetheart. Loveliest lady I ever met..." For a moment, his smile faltered, but he quickly recovered it. Leaning closer to Alison, so that only she'd hear what he had to ask, his hand on her other shoulder squeezing lightly for a fraction of a second, "I'm not going to beat around the bush, sweetheart. Marry me."