1200 silver balloons, a case of the best French champagne and this note in ridiculous calligraphy:
Claire, you're one of my closest friends and call me selfish, I wanted to be the one to walk you down the isle. You are so not allowed to get married again without the permission of your role model, thanks. That said, I know you're mature and that you wouldn't rush into something you weren't ready for. I'm happy for you, Claire. Don't fuck it up.
Hiro, I know I don't know you well, but as Claire's overprotective role model, I have to say the usual crap. If you hurt her, you're dead. I don't care that I'm a few galaxies away. I have friends in high and low places and I will hurt you. I know you won't let me down and I look forward to meeting you.
With much love, Col. John.
Also, for Claire:
these and
this in pink.
For Hiro:
this!
For both/the quintessential wedding gift... :
this.