He pauses, and stops just briefly enough to check his pockets. If he'd done it before, it wouldn't have been as shocking but he took his time like easy rocking. He goes to her door for a third time it seems, puts it in the mail shoot and slowly leaves. He knows she'll get it, does he know if she'll return the favour and mean it? This is one of those times he knows he'll slowly savor. He'll wait a few days, and hopefully she'll leave him another note and agree.