Zenith blushes and looks down. “Stupid volunteers,” she mutters. “Could I get a shoutout for Jen Murray? Let’s hear it for our best and youngest advocate and talent scout!” Zenith buries her face in Barry’s shoulder, embarrassed. “I can’t believe they’re doing this. I’m so sorry.”

Carra wipes away the tears that had leaked she was laughing so hard. “It doesn’t make any sense though! How the hell would you marry a freaking llama? Nevertheless fuck one?! Like are you legally married?”