Sherman had to hold in his squeal as Izzy said the magic words. D'awwh, how cute. They were binded together. Forever. The old man dabbed at his eyes with his suit sleeve and hoped that none of his fellow employees saw him getting all mushy. They already thought he was odd enough. ANYWAYS. Shaking his head, Sherman watched the groom exchange a look with one of the Bridesmaids. But wh— NO! The priest was speaking. Normally. Now the old man really felt like crying. "Pity," the old man said quietly. "I rather liked the voice." He had loved that priest so much.. he had nearly proposed to Alexandria right then and there just in the hopes of seeing that priest again. Shame.

And now they were going to slip the rings on each others' fingers! D'awwh. And then, that long-awaited, legendary kiss.. Sherman couldn't wait for the moment. He regretted not bringing his camera and video recorder for a memento of the voice. What a shame, again Hmph. So the little old man watched, all the while hoping that the priest's new voice would wear off and he'd go back to his funny accent. 'Cause it was cool.