"Hold it," Sven Nurrdurrbobblehead whispered back, completely audible to the rest of the room, with another wobble for good measure. "I don' think red bubble-wrap is all... assorbant, or whatever."

Well, that was what her dress looked like, wasn't it?

The poor man standing before them cleared his throat and decided to speed up the ceremony, some. He'd speak faster. Yes. That would get the crazy kids out of the chapel more quickly.

The crazy kids who for whatever reason actually had enough money to afford all this.

He didn't want to know.