So where do we start?

at the wedding?

OK... you start since you're smarter?

But the dumb must learn.. :D

Sam stood in his tux, heart racing beneath it, waiting for synagogue door to open.

Cecile stood beside him, muttering cuss words under her breath. The Rabbi had locked the door on them and she was freezing cold, even underneath her long dark coat that hid her dress.

"How long does it take to sweep up an aisle?"

"I don't know. honey," he said trying out the last word.

The tall Rabi emruged a few moments later.

Cecile smiled and glanced behind her at their witnesses - Helene, who had been helping her with the dress when Sam had stormed in, and Old Eddie who had followed Sam in boredom.

"You comin'?"

Sam grinned.

Helene followed Cecile impatiently, while Old Eddie strode right past and sat in a seat.

(http://www.aish.com/literacy/lifecycle/Guide_to_the_Jewish_Wedding.asp Well, I think we've screwed this wedding up. XD)

(eh..soo what? Let's do the I do's and be done.)

(But... there are no "i do"s in a Jewish wedding.)

(Ok let's say they are on there way out then??)

(Brilliant)

Eddie followed the couple out of the synagogue, muttering to himself about getting another beer at the tavern. Helene, however, wept with joy as she snapped one more photograph.

"You look amazing, Cecile!"

"Helene, there's only so much you can do with a thrift-store gown." the bride laughed.

"You really do," said Sam.

Cecile tried to smirk, but blushed instead. Helene laughed.

"Go on!" she said. "Quick. The streets are mad - I can't believe the war is over!"

He smiled and they ran in search of a cab.

"Thank God I didn't go for the cinderella gown." Cecile laughed as she followed him, forever grateful for the shorter skirt that allowed her to run and not fall over some lengthy hem.

He grinned.

They managed to hail a cab and she climbed in.

"So where're you taking me?"

"You'll see," he said kissing her neck. They pulled up in front the grandest hotel in Paris.

Her eyes went huge.

"How the hell... Sam!"

She looked at him and laughed.

"You're kidding, right?"

"I no a guy who knows a guy; its real, honey."

She kissed him and climbed out of the car.

"You're gonna owe that guy big."

He chuckled. "I sure will, but its worth it.

She smiled and hugged him.

"Whoops, almost forgot..."

She opened her purse and Muffin peered out.

He ruffed his ears.

The pup woofed and Cecile put his head back in.

"We're smuggling you, OK?" she told the ball of fluff. "Just stay quiet."

Muffin made no sound.

They headed in together.

Cecile glanced around at the magnificence of the hotel, breathtaken.

He smiled. "Figure you'd like it."

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