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shortfry
Jake walked into the reception hall, and winced as the explosion of purple hit him. "If my future wife ever decides to have a themed wedding like this ...." Jake thought to himself, "I don't know if we'll ever make it to the alter." he shuddered.
He walked further into the room and was not suprised to see the the entire ministry had been invited. "Nothing like making a statement of who's in charge..." Jake said shaking his head. He usually didn't mind weddings, but this one was making him a bit grumpy.
"Hmmm... I wonder if that woman I met back at security was ever able to escape and join us?" Jake wondered to himself trying to cheer himself up and give himself something to look forward to at an what he felt was an otherwise lack luster reception." He looked around hopeful he'd see her and sweep her off to the dance floor for at least one of the two dances she had promised him.
The seating area had finally cleared out, and Clarissa was able to move into the main reception area where the bride and groom no doubt were at that moment.
Stepping into the room, she surveyed it with slight interest. It was very, very obvious that Clara loved the color purple. She had to admit that it was a pretty color, but too much of any thing sometimes isn't a good thing...
Her gaze swept the room, resting momentarily on the bride and groom, then on the cake, and then to the rest of the guests. She wondered if Jake were here...
Moving through the crowd, she tossed smiles of greeting towards a few of the guests. It had been a nice ceremony and no doubt would be a nice reception, but perhaps it would be a great one if she could only....
She smiled. There he was.
Walking up behind him carefully, she raised one hand and tapped his shoulder. "You seem a little lost." She commented. "Looking for someone?"