At the Longfellow bunker, The Tombs; New London, Britannia:
Poppy (to George): Good morning, honey. I didn't expect any of you lot to be up early... Did you have a good time?
George (to Poppy): I had a much better time when I discovered it was Charles you sent to escort me... Here, are my notes.
Poppy (to George): Heehee. I'm sorry, honey. I know I should have told you but it was just so much fun watching your face. You are much too serious. Relax and enjoy things every once in awhile. You've got your whole life ahead of you to be dour. Thank you for the notes... Here. Have some blueberry pancakes as my apology.
George (to Poppy): Oh! Thank you... I should be surly more often.
Poppy (to George): Don't push your luck, honey.
A few minutes later:
Charles (to Poppy & George): Oh! Good morning. I wasn't expecting anyone else to be up and about.
Poppy (to Charles & George): Heehee. I wouldn't be if I had my druthers, honey, but little Lucas has decided he's a morning person for some inexplicable reason... I blame his father. ;-P There's blueberry pancakes warming in the oven... I should go deal with family things.
Charles (to Poppy): Thank you, ma'am.
George (to Poppy): Thank you again, Mrs. Potter. (to Charles) Good morning, Charles... That haircut really does suits you.
Charles (to George): Heh... Thank you. Mrs. Potter said I'd never pass for a toff without it.
George (to Charles): Heehee... I'll have to take her word for it. Thank you for escorting me last night. I had a very nice time. We should do it again... with less spying.
Charles (to George): Heh. I'll have to take her word, as well. I had a nice time, too. I, um, I'd very much like to do it again. Go out with you, I mean. Heh. This time we can even be ourselves, if you like.
George (to Charles): Oh, I wouldn't go that far, Charles. ;-P
Charles (to George): Ha ha ha!
George (to Charles): It's nice to hear you laugh, Charles.
Charles (to George): I've been more than a bit on the dour side lately, haven't I?
George (to Charles): A bit... When you weren't unconscious. :-P
Charles (to George): I was laughing when I was unconscious? ...That's disturbing.
George (to Charles): ... I meant that you were being dour when you weren't being unconscious. You just mumbled mostly. No laughing, I swear.
Charles (to George): Oh good. That's... Heh. Rather reassuring, actually. I was worried I'd gone more balmy than before.
George (to Charles): Stop fretting, Charles. It looks like you're back to yourself. Though, to be honest, I'm going to miss Charlie a little. He certainly wasn't afraid to speak his mind.
Charles (to George): He's still in here, in a manner of speaking. It's more like, I'm thinking the thoughts myself. Heh. Instead of having them pop out of my mouth unexpectedly as someone else's thoughts... I'm afraid I may wind up speaking my mind more. I don't have as much to hide now.
George (to Charles): I would certainly appreciate that... I'll try not to look so shocked when you do. ;-P
Charles (to George): Heh heh. I'll try not to scandalize you too much.
George (to Charles): I think I'm up to the challenge, Mister Turner.
Charles (to George): Good. Come here for a minute...
George (to Charles): Heh...
A few hours later, at Hotel Britannia; Las Vegas, Nevada:
Aiden (to Lily): Would you quit fidgeting? Please? You look absolutely lovely... Have the rest of the guests arrived?
Lily (to Aiden): Yes, Daddy... Auntie Zoe is wondering who's getting to be the "best man" for each of you? I didn't know what to tell her.
Aiden (to Lily): Oh... I believe we're each other's best man so to speak... but I'm sure that's not what she meant. You can be it, sweetheart. You're already in the tuxedo, after all. Here. Put the rings in your pocket & do not lose them. Alright?
Lily (to Aiden): Yes, sir... I promise to do my best.
Aiden (to Lily): I'm sure you'll do just fine.
Meanwhile:
Nathaniel: Oh god... I would fucking stab a nun for a cigarette right now.
Zoe (to Nathaniel): Well, don't you look handsome, Señor Grumpypants.
Nathaniel (to Zoe): Huh? Thanks... I'm not grumpy. I'm just... Not nervous! Just fucking, you know... Do we really have to do the whole "not seeing each other before the ceremony" shit?
Zoe (to Nathaniel): Yes... If you guys get in a room together, both in your suits, looking just so... You'd be... Well, probably naked very quickly and then, there'd be no ceremony and your daughter would be sad and I'd have to kill you both for making me crazy & and having to deal with the aftermath... Understand? Besides, it's not everyday you get married so just enjoy your happy day.
Nathaniel (to Zoe): I know... Heh heh. And you're probably right about separating us. Whoooo... OK. Um, Zoe... Would you be my witness? You know, for the certificate and shit?
Zoe (to Nathaniel): Oh my god! I would love to... You just had to wait 'til the last fucking minute, didn't you? Jerk.
Nathaniel (to Zoe): Heh. Yeah, well... This whole thing is kinda last minute. This is fucking crazy, isn't it? I'm getting married. ME. Married.
Zoe (to Nathaniel): ... You've been wanting to be with Aiden from the moment you laid eyes on him. So no, it's not weird at all. Now, relax.
Nathaniel (to Zoe): Not from the first second... From like the second second, maybe ....Heh. I know it'll be alright.
Zoe (to Nathaniel): Heh... You know, you don't have to do all this, if you don't want to. No one would blame you if this is too soon... And, I'm totally just saying that because that's what I'm supposed to say... You're going to do whatever you want. That's what I love about you and why you're my best friend.
Nathaniel (to Zoe): Yeah. We got that in common, don't we? ... I wanna do this. I'm nervous as fuck, but it feels right, you know?
Zoe (to Nathaniel): Heh... I know what you mean... Now, let's go get you hitched so we can drink & I can smoke this cigarette. ;-P
Nathaniel (to Zoe): ...You totally fucking brought that in here on purpose, didn't you?
Zoe (to Nathaniel): Yep & I brought another one in case I needed to bribe you. But, I'm glad it didn't come to that. My conscience is clear. ;-P
Nathaniel (to Zoe): Gimme that! Tell everyone you had to bribe me. Come on. Let's go get me hitched.
Zoe (to Nathaniel): Heh... As you wish.
Nathaniel (to Zoe): Yeah, yeah.
