Our lives truly changed, darling!

The clinking of glasses seemed less out of place amongst the clouds than it had any right to be. Godfrey reflected that the way the champagne bubbles fizzled up to the surface wasn't quite so different from the clouds. "What are you thinking about, darling?" A question from Camilla. He wondered how that mink shawl was enough to keep her warm. What with her wearing an evening gown along with a diamond necklace and not much else. "I just noticed I can see our mansion from here." Came the answer from Godfrey. Camilla leaned a bit over the edge of the wicker basket and asked "Our mansion? Which one?" She turned back and they shared a laugh. Camilla lightly touched his shoulder, the fabric of his tuxedo, rough under her fragile fingers. "Remember when we had nothing, Godfrey? When we lived in that crummy flat and had to... ugh... work?" He took a long breath, the memory clearly troubling him. "That I do, Camilla, that I do." He thought back, to those times so long ago. "Yes... Our lives truly changed, darling, when Dogecoin finally hit 40 cents last Friday."