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[key_youth_bert]

Cuthbert is getting ready.

Y'know, the sort of getting ready where you pace back and forth incessantly.

This is a highly important stage of preparation.

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[faithful_slayer]

There's a knock on the door, and Faith calls out, cheerfully, from the other side.

"Hey, 'Bert, are you naked, or shall I come back in five minutes?"

[key_youth_bert]

Cuthbert eyes the door amusedly. "Come in."

Yes, he's aware he didn't actually answer the question about his state of dress.

[faithful_slayer]

Faith opens the door and pokes her head in, then laughs and steps all the way through.

As promised, she's wearing a dress. Boggle.

"Curse my bad timing," she says, and grins, holding up a bottle of Jack Daniels and two shot glasses. "Thought you might need a drink."

[key_youth_bert]

Faith in a dress gets less boggling today than it might on any other, say sorry.

"You look nice." He himself is in dress slacks and a white shirt, of a finer material than he usually wears. "And a drink would not go amiss, I think."

[faithful_slayer]

"Thanks. You look good too."

Faith pours out two shots and hands both of them to Cuthbert.

"Happy wedding day."

[key_youth_bert]

Cuthbert laughs, but only takes one of them. He got drunk last night--doesn't need to be drinking too much tonight before the wedding even starts.

"Say thankya."

[faithful_slayer]

Faith shrugs and takes the other shot - no point in wasting the alcohol.

"You hanging in there alright, or is there an escape plan and a rope ladder hidden under your mattress?"

[key_youth_bert]

Cuthbert shakes his head, smiling.

"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous, but it's more a sort of 'everything is going to go well or there will be bloodshed' nervous than an 'I can't go through with it' nervous."

[faithful_slayer]

Faith laughs.

"'Bert? Nothing is gonna go wrong. If there's anybody in this bar who's stupid enough to try anything at a gunslinger's wedding, they're probably also too stupid to remember when it is."

[key_youth_bert]

Cuthbert grins wryly. "It's not so much people I'm worried about."

[faithful_slayer]

"Nothing is going to happen," Faith says, firmly. "You're going to have a very nice wedding, you're going to dance with me because you look really very good, and everything's going to be fine."