and i might believe the things i said i didn't mean (гет)

“Hey,” she says, “I have an idea.”
This is stupid, says the sober part of her brain. Or reckless. Or something. All of the above, really.
“Yeah?” he responds, pressing the rim of his glass against his bottom lip for a moment before he drinks, and the sober part of her brain doesn’t really stand a chance, not when its stuttering over itself as much as any other part.
“Maybe we should just get married.”
(Rafael Barba and Olivia Benson get a little bit drunk and decide to get married if they're both single by her 49th birthday.
As her 49th birthday actually approaches, both of them are trying to figure out exactly what to do about that.)