But life isn’t ever what it seems…
Cupid: Captain just confirmed. We have a squad covering all points of the entrance. This place is on complete lockdown.
Ume: Good. It’s about time we got them.
Cupid: Yeah… I wish there was another way. Doing it at a wedding seems like poor taste.
We’re all just pawns to fate, being moved about the board of life wherever it sees fit. All of your hopes, expectations… plans… they’re nothing more than dust in the wind.
Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you. You can plan all you want, but in the end… we never really how things are going to turn out.
[music in the distance]
Altair: I guess that’s my cue.
Clover: You ready?
Altair: As ready as I’ll ever be.
Clover: Let’s knock their socks off.
Altair: [muffled] Thanks, Clove. I don’t think I could have done this without you.
Clover: It’s nothing.
Clover: You’re going to go out there, be the prettiest damn bride any of them have ever seen, and everything is going to be fine. I promise.
Altair: [laughing] Okay, okay.
[footsteps]
Clover: Hey, look at me. Take some deep breaths.
[deep breathing]
Clover: You’ve got this, Altair.
Altair: Nervous… a little like throwing up.
Clover: I’m pretty sure that’s normal.
Altair: I don’t know why we had to throw such a big event. I would have preferred something small. He was rather instant on it though… and you know how he is. Once he gets an idea in his head, it’s impossible to change his mind.
Clover: That man is a stubborn as they come. That’s for sure.
[crowd chattering]
Clover: [off] How are feeling?
Clover: Today’s the big day… I can hear everyone outside. Sounds like there is a lot of them out there.
Altair: Ugh, don’t remind me.
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