Fast-foward 12 months. You and Heather just got married, and are spending the honeymoon at a cabin in the mountains. You carry her into the building bridal style (you've been lifting weights for the last three months for this occassion), and when she tries to step down, you won't let her, saying something to the effect of a "princess shouldn't have to walk on her own." Blegh.
After a brief wrestling match, though, you find yourself pinned to the floor with Heather on top of you, chuckling. She kisses you and jumps up, going to the kitchen.
You get up and follow her only to find about 700 dollars worth of various foods. "Yes, it's all here!" Heather beams.
"What's all of this for?" you ask.
Heather opens a bag of cotton candy and bites off a chunk. A large puff hangs out of her mouth, and she points it toward you.
Okay, you get it. This is gonna be a great honeymoon.
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