[img]http://i.imgur.com/aBIXoi8.png[/img] [b][u]Los Paraisos: Saint Drega's Church[/b][/u] [I]“And hey there, Lisette. Who’s our favourite little bridesmaid and flower girl, huh?” Tom bent over, laughing as he rubbed her hair. “You find your prince charming yet, or does the bouquet still have to work its magic? Haha. Wait. Wait. Is this him? Your boyfriend?”[/I] So she [i]was[/i] here yesterday...? Why didn't she remember any of it? She felt like she would have remembered being the flower girl for a wedding! But nevermind that, Marcus definitely wasn't her boyfriend! Where did he get that idea? He's... “We’ve got all of your wedding photos right here, your commemorative mugs, t-shirts and baseball caps… oh, and I posted those cards you guys wanted me to send to all of your friends and family sharing the wonderful moment with them… man. It was just beautiful, bro. I get all teary-eyed just thinking about. Was beautiful. Really, really beautiful.” Lisette looked over the mementos with some curiosity, still finding it hard to believe that she had really forgotten such a... [i]beautiful[/i] wedding. Well, of course most of them looked completely [i]smashed[/i], but Lisette liked how the photos with her came out. There were silk flowers woven through her pigtails, and she looked like she had a lot of fun. "Mister, I mean, Father Tom? Did you send any of this stuff to my father?" "Absolutely!" "..." Lisette turned one of the mugs over in her hands; it had just her beaming face on it. Her actual face broke out into a similar smile. "... Yay! He's going to [I]love[/I] these!" She had gotten distracted again, probably because Moira and Marcus were so amused by the memorabilia as well. Not everyone was so enthused, though; her hair suddenly stiffened, and crackled when she brushed a strand out of her eyes. Something was wrong with Syed again, which he voiced quite plainly, and she looked back and forth from the unhappy couple to Tom, wondering what his answer would be. He had a good point. It wasn't totally responsible to allow drunk people to get married, but it was just an accident, right? Lisette thought that this would be an easy fix, but maybe it was just rotten luck that it had to happen to Syed and Amy in particular. ----- [img]http://i.imgur.com/4x7ExiI.png[/img] [b][u]Los Paraisos: The Bucking Bronco[/b][/u] [I]“Um, shouldn’t we use the bathroom or something? Aren’t there changing tables in most?”[/I] "That's a good idea," Selan said, turning to look for a restroom. "I'm terribly sorry, we'll leave as soon as we get the baby changed." she said as she passed by the -- She actually did a double-take once she realized the man's state of "dress". She was expecting Dylan to be following after her, but he was talking to the man instead. She would have stayed for the conversation if she didn't hear Don howling about something further ahead. [b][u]Los Paraisos: The Bucking Bronco - Restroom[/b][/u] "What is it?" Selan asked once she reached the bathroom. She thought it was unisex considering there was only one, but there were urinals in plain sight. As well as a changing table, thankfully. The decor, much like the rest of Los Paraisos, was surprisingly glitzy, even for facilities. "I just wanted him to hold the little stinker for one second!" Aria said, still holding Delan as far away as possible. "He backed into the urinal and started [i]screaming[/i]." "Alright, I've got him..." Selan sighed, taking Delan back after she had washed her hands and setting him on the table. "It's been a while, but I've done this before. Crimson Justice, could you give me a diaper?" "Erm, right!" Crimson Justice procured the item, handing it to the songstress with some difficulty. She actually had to stretch out her arm to be able to grab it. She had no idea what little Delan had eaten to pack such a powerful punch, but soon enough it was over and done with, and the baby looked much happier now, maybe even grateful, since he had stayed still long enough for her to get his clean diaper on. "Crimson Justice, can you hold him while I wash my hands?" Selan asked, heading to the sink. "W-well, my gloves..." he stammered, sweating beneath his helmet. "Oh, [I]Don[/I], I can't take care of this baby on my own...!" Selan sighed in an exasperated tone, not realizing how it probably sounded. Aria seemed pretty [i]done[/i] with her turn with Delan, so Selan took over carrying him as they left the restroom to rejoin Dylan.