After safely parking Bert in his hangar again and returning to the chapel, Brakelatabasaasta stood in the doorway of the dressing room, waiting for his guests to arrive.
"Well, the space-place meeting didn't go as planned..." he said to himself. "I knew Jenny was wrong about that! But I shouldn't think like that. We're gonna be married, and married people never disagree or argue."
Brakelatabasaasta pulled an old candy wrapper with googly-eyes glued to it from his pocket and looked closely at it. "Well, according to my watch, it's time... people should be arriving any minute now!"