The funny thing about weddings, you end up thinking about yourself.

I've known you for 35 years. Alcohol has a very bad effect on you. You get hyper, you get aggressive, you get married.

Forgive me if I get emotional, but this is the day every mother dreams of the day she gets to watch her only daughter put a lock on the bedroom door to keep her husband out.

— Oh, honey, it must be so hard to watch your younger sister get married before you.
— Yes. Yes, it is. But then I remember that I still get to have hot hate sex with random strangers... and I feel so much better.

— Daniel, did we get married last night?
— Yes, I have a feeling we did. The details are a little bit fuzzy.

— Well, it's not exactly lunch, but there will be food there.
— What's the story, Tess?
— It's his daughter's wedding.
— That's the meeting?
— It's perfect. He's happy, he's had a little champagne. We look for an opening. Trust me.
— What are we supposed to do? Jump out of the wedding cake?