bridge_carson | Echolls Estate [Saturday Evening]

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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~~Despite the fact that it isn't the first thread,~~ Xander and Bridge head out to the dancefloor after a suitable amount of cake, for the first dance.

"I'd say I can't believe we actually did it, except that'd be a lie, 'cause I never doubted we would," Bridge says.

"I dunno, I kind of like knowing we did it in spite of everything," Xander says with a small smile, putting his arms around Bridge.

"True," Bridge admits. "I'm just... wow. We're an us. I mean, not that we weren't before, because we were, but now it's different."

"I've got a new last name, for one thing."

"Exactly!" Bridge grins- not that he wasn't grinning before, but. "We're matchy now. I like it."

"I don't have the shiny white hat, and I'm a little taller, but I think a few differences are a good thing," Xander says. "We don't want to become one of those couples that looks exactly alike and suddenly wake up and find our names are Biff and Tad and we've got matching sweaters and alligator shirts."

He watches a few too many home improvement shows, yes.

Bridge snorts. "We can be matchy without being *identical*," he points out. "Because that's just new levels of creepy and disturbing and no thanks I'm quite happy with our names and wardrobes as they are."

"My shorts wouldn't fit you anyway."

"Dork," Bridge says fondly. "Dork who I'm married to."

"Oh, like that narrows it down."

"It does *so*," Bridge insists. "Even though there may be multiple yous out there. There's only one you with a ring and a name to match mine, and that makes you *my* dork."

"I'm definitely the only dork with your name tattooed on his ass."

"Well, actually..."

"Is there something I need to know?"

"Maybe?" Bridge says, in his very best innocent tone.

"Is there somebody I need to kill?" He sounds concerned. really.

"Well, I'm just sayin'. Lots of people like bridges."

"I suspect you may be less than completely serious with this line of conversation."

"I suspect you might be right," Bridge admits.

"In case I haven't mentioned it today, I'm kinda in love with you."

"Well, not in those exact words, but I kind of got that impression, yeah."

"I'm kinda in love with you. Now it's in those exact words."

"I'm kinda in love with you too," Bridge says. "And when I say 'kinda' what I actually really mean is 'ridiculously and hopelessly', so do with that what you will."

"I'm thinking 'take shameless advantage works as a plan.'"

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