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Echolls Estate [Saturday Evening]

The ballroom of the mansion is done up in the same mostly-green colour scheme as the wedding ceremony. There's no assigned seating- unless you're in the wedding party, and then you're at the head table (unless you felt like moving around, of course, because gluing people to their seats was not part of the plan)- just several small tables around the room. Off to the side there's also a table meant for wedding gifts. There is, of course, plenty of food and drink, including the most important food-item of them all: the cake Piper had crafted exactly to Xander and Bridge's specifications.

[ooc: Reception is open for business!]

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"Anyone die?" Angel asked. It was a Fandom wedding, you couldn't rule that kind of thing out.

"I would be happy to be your best woman," she offered.

"Sorry about that," Angel said, more seriously.

"Not yet," Logan said. "And I'd like to keep it that way. Have a good read?"

Angel decided to answer that one with facepalming.

Veronica left a package wrapped in green with a card that read:

Here's to many years of amazing memories.

Love, Veronica & Dick

Veronica grinned. "You know you miss me."

"Yeah, just been... busy," he took a seat. "It's been okay. I found a job in Boulder, just working retail. How about you? How was that FBI thing?"

It was difficult to find dark corners to skulk in at a wedding, so Bel made due with a table in a back corner. He really wasn't comfortable with this being at Logan's place. But at least the A/C was working.

"Why can't it be the Winter Olympics?" Angel asked.

"Isabel did most of the work," Bridge admits. "I mean, we had some vague ideas, but she's the one who made it all come together like that."

"They don't usually hold that in August," Logan said.

"Nice to see you too," Angel replied.

"Thing?" She eyed him.

Veronica was still extremely curious to know what had happened to Cameron while he had been out of touch, but she figured that this wasn't the time or place to ask questions.

"My internship was great," she said. "I just got back to Neptune on Wednesday. What kind of retail job do you have?"

Because that seemed weird to her.

"There's no hockey in the summer games," Angel said. He was really put out about that.

Anders waved a hand. "It's . . ." 'Okay' would be kind of a lie, wouldn't it? "It's in the past. I think we're on our way back to cool now."

Logan sat down at the same table as Veronica. "When is Dick going to make an honest woman out of you?"

Veronica went to give him a hug.

Bridge nods. "It's like... we were an us, before. But now we're an Us, and that's completely different and amazing and just... pretty much the best thing ever."

"Just hang on. In a couple of years there'll be a 24-hour hockey channel."

"When you make an honest man of Angel," Veronica replied. "I want a double wedding."

It was weird to him too, but it was a job and he was busy which was all that counted right now. "Selling mountain gear," he shrugged. "Nothing fancy. So you think you might just join the FBI then?"

"Thanks," Angel said. He was still getting used to people being okay with him.

"A war-type-thing," Bridge clarifies.

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