“You’ve got what boils down to a binary choice here, son,” says Agent Garret. “You can attempt to avoid a responsibility you didn’t want; or you can, in the parlance of your peerage, ‘fuckin’ chill,’ make respectable your relationship with a perfectly lovely girl, join a highly privileged family–hell, just grow a pair!”

Agent Tambor squeezes said pair gently. “Seems like a pretty simple choice, Levi.”

“You know, I think I should run out and get me a ring!” says Levi, sounding only a little strangled.

“Would you believe it?” smiles Agent Garret tightly. “We have a selection right here.”