figured out,” Janice said. “There will be stuff on the way, but the main things are in place.”
“Cool.” Ryan massaged her shoulders. “How much is this gonna cost me?”
Janice gave him the tab with the itemized list. The price was circled in red at the bottom.
We all prepared for the explosion.
“Is this a typo?” Ryan asked.
“No,” Janice said.
“Are you sure?” His anger started to come through.
“Yes, I know how to add,” she snapped.
“Fifty thousand dollars for a wedding?” His voice came out loud. “Are you out of your mind?”
“Wedding s are expensive,” she yelled back. “And if you were so concerned about the price, you should have planned this wedding with me. You were too busy watching your stupid game.”
Ryan was turning red in the face. “I assumed you were smart enough to budget like a normal person. I knew this wedding would be expensive, but shit, this is just bullshit. Scarlet’s wedding wasn’t even that much.”
“Well, we aren’t Scarlet and Sean!”
Ryan stepped away then gripped his skull. “No. We aren’t doing this. You’re going to have to cut some things out.”
Laura smiled. “This is too funny…”
Monnique looked awkward.
And I knew I felt awkward.
“Cut some things out?” Janice said. “Like what? The food? We’ll just have people eat crackers with ketchup and mustard like Tom Hanks in the Terminal ?”
“Don’t be a smartass!”
“Don’t be an insensitive jerk. I asked for your input on everything and you didn’t listen to anything I had to say. I told you exactly how much everything cost.”
He grabbed the sheet then skimmed through the items. “An ice sculpture for two thousand dollars?” He stared at her like she belonged in a psych ward. “We’re getting married in the summer. What the fuck do we need an ice sculpture for?” He looked at the list again “And you got two of them?”
“They’ll be inside.” She stood up and put her hands on her hips.
“Fuck no.” He was about to explode. “Just, no!”
“I’ll pay for my half,” Janice argued. “You can calm down.”
“So, I’ll still be paying twenty-five thousand dollars for a wedding? Do you realize how insane you sound right now?”
“And my parents will help.”
Ryan glared at her like he might slap her. “Your parents aren’t giving us a dime. When I asked if I could marry you, I promised I would take care of you. I’m not taking their money. I will pay for this on my own.”
She rolled her eyes “Your pride will be the death of you.”
“I’m a man,” he snapped. “I’m almost thirty and I’m not taking money from someone else.”
Janice crossed her arms over her chest. “Well, this is what I want. I’m only getting married once… .I think.”
He narrowed his eyes at her. “You think?”
“Just let me have my own day, okay?”
“You can,” he snapped. “For a reasonable price. Even if you said thirty-thousand, I would have said yes despite the nausea I felt inside, but fifty is just over the line. I’m putting my foot down, Janice.”
“Excuse me?”
“I want to go on a nice honeymoon and have money for rent and groceries when we get back.”
“I know you have a fortune in your savings account.”
“That’s my retirement!” He paced the kitchen, his hands swinging by his sides. “That’s so our two kids can go to college. That’s for our health insurance. That’s so we can buy a damn house. I shouldn’t spend a shit load of money on one single day. You know there are people in the world who don’t even have food and water, and you’re spending this ridiculous amount of money on a stupid party? How materialistic are you? Shit, I’d rather give all of that money to charity than do something crazy like this.”
Ryan just went too far. I could tell by the anger on Janice’s face.
Sean put his lips near my ear. “I think we should leave.”
“No,” Monnique said. “I think we should run.”
Cortland
“Cool.” Ryan massaged her shoulders. “How much is this gonna cost me?”
Janice gave him the tab with the itemized list. The price was circled in red at the bottom.
We all prepared for the explosion.
“Is this a typo?” Ryan asked.
“No,” Janice said.
“Are you sure?” His anger started to come through.
“Yes, I know how to add,” she snapped.
“Fifty thousand dollars for a wedding?” His voice came out loud. “Are you out of your mind?”
“Wedding s are expensive,” she yelled back. “And if you were so concerned about the price, you should have planned this wedding with me. You were too busy watching your stupid game.”
Ryan was turning red in the face. “I assumed you were smart enough to budget like a normal person. I knew this wedding would be expensive, but shit, this is just bullshit. Scarlet’s wedding wasn’t even that much.”
“Well, we aren’t Scarlet and Sean!”
Ryan stepped away then gripped his skull. “No. We aren’t doing this. You’re going to have to cut some things out.”
Laura smiled. “This is too funny…”
Monnique looked awkward.
And I knew I felt awkward.
“Cut some things out?” Janice said. “Like what? The food? We’ll just have people eat crackers with ketchup and mustard like Tom Hanks in the Terminal ?”
“Don’t be a smartass!”
“Don’t be an insensitive jerk. I asked for your input on everything and you didn’t listen to anything I had to say. I told you exactly how much everything cost.”
He grabbed the sheet then skimmed through the items. “An ice sculpture for two thousand dollars?” He stared at her like she belonged in a psych ward. “We’re getting married in the summer. What the fuck do we need an ice sculpture for?” He looked at the list again “And you got two of them?”
“They’ll be inside.” She stood up and put her hands on her hips.
“Fuck no.” He was about to explode. “Just, no!”
“I’ll pay for my half,” Janice argued. “You can calm down.”
“So, I’ll still be paying twenty-five thousand dollars for a wedding? Do you realize how insane you sound right now?”
“And my parents will help.”
Ryan glared at her like he might slap her. “Your parents aren’t giving us a dime. When I asked if I could marry you, I promised I would take care of you. I’m not taking their money. I will pay for this on my own.”
She rolled her eyes “Your pride will be the death of you.”
“I’m a man,” he snapped. “I’m almost thirty and I’m not taking money from someone else.”
Janice crossed her arms over her chest. “Well, this is what I want. I’m only getting married once… .I think.”
He narrowed his eyes at her. “You think?”
“Just let me have my own day, okay?”
“You can,” he snapped. “For a reasonable price. Even if you said thirty-thousand, I would have said yes despite the nausea I felt inside, but fifty is just over the line. I’m putting my foot down, Janice.”
“Excuse me?”
“I want to go on a nice honeymoon and have money for rent and groceries when we get back.”
“I know you have a fortune in your savings account.”
“That’s my retirement!” He paced the kitchen, his hands swinging by his sides. “That’s so our two kids can go to college. That’s for our health insurance. That’s so we can buy a damn house. I shouldn’t spend a shit load of money on one single day. You know there are people in the world who don’t even have food and water, and you’re spending this ridiculous amount of money on a stupid party? How materialistic are you? Shit, I’d rather give all of that money to charity than do something crazy like this.”
Ryan just went too far. I could tell by the anger on Janice’s face.
Sean put his lips near my ear. “I think we should leave.”
“No,” Monnique said. “I think we should run.”
Cortland
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