Thammanat: "Dear Prawit, I will cherish thee and worship the ground you float over, always. Will you join my mia nois and marry me?"
Prawit: "I haven't heard anything about Sin Sod yet, my dear boy. And, no, white powder will not do!"
This is obviously a private moment for those two, a marriage proposal is difficult to undertake in the best of times, so let's give them some space.