My Darling McQueen

Alexander, love,
I say, let's meet at the NYC library and sneak into the rare book room and read the first edition of The House Of Mirth to each other. I dare say we should smuggle in a Thermos of tea and some finger sandwiches while we're at it. At that point, what have we to lose? You bring the dresses and I'll starve myself until then.
Curtsies and kisses,
OAA