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of trouble and play dumb,

something I loathe doing.

- So...

Did someone have something they wanna say?

- I was not super-drunk.

I had a few...

- None of us

- Whoa!

Should even be here.

- Whoa! Whoa!

- No one should show up tomorrow.

- Hey!

One at a time, please.

Sarah.

Carly.

- We all met up at Nella's place.

We picked her up.

We had this big surprise party planned.

It was gonna take all night, and then,

hold on.

- Okay, she's coming,

she's coming, she's coming.

- All right, here we go.

- Yay!

- David!

What are you doing here?

- Oh, forgive me.

I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.

I'm leaving right now.

- You are not supposed

to see her.

- If you'll just excuse me.

I had to see my bride

one last time before tomorrow...

- It doesn't matter.

You need to get.

- All right, message received.

You girls have some fun, be safe,

and make sure that this

one cuts loose a little.

- No, no, no thank you.

- How you doin', Tammy Jane?

- Fine.

- Okay.

You girls, be good.

- Okay, let's keep focused on

who tonight is actually about,

shall we?

- Yeah, back to Nella.

- My brother is marrying Nella, not you,

so get over it.

- Okay, did I need to hear that?

- I would not say that!

- How did you say it, then, Carly?

- Jen.

- Maybe TJ can help us?

- No.

- TJ said no.

Jenny, move on.

- After that, we went to the Golden...

Wait.

I'm good.

We went to the Golden Brew.

- And?

- We drank.

- They drank.

- There she is!

- Ooh, come on!

- Congratulations, pretty girl.

You look gorgeous.

- Thank you!

- Like

Cinderella, Nella was beautiful,

the prettiest girl at the ball,

a swervy goddess with a sneaky

little smile on her face.

She always looked up to

no good and usually was.

But even I have to admit,

there's an addiction

to the kind of attention you get

from a girl like Nella Kingsberry.

- You okay?

- Yup.

- Swear?

- I swear.

- Oh, my gosh, my entourage

looks so beautiful!

You guys, I'm so excited!

I'm gonna be spoiled tonight, right?

- Of course!

- Don't worry, princess.

We have a Nella-spectacular night planned.

- Oh, my gosh, I'm so excited!

Oh, are we going to Amici's,

because I hinted it way too many times

for you guys to miss that.

- I think you'll like what

we have planned better.

You know, I know you.

- Yes, you do.

Oh, my gosh!

Do you remember senior prom there?

- Unfortunately.

- That's where you got

your nickname.

Memories.

- Okay, get her!

- Get what?

Oh!

No!

Guys, no!

This is not, no.

I spent a lot of money on this outfit.

- Nella, it's a rite of passage.

You have to wear it.

- Oh, my gosh, this looks terrible.

I'm not promising at all.

- Oh, you just wait.

- Okay, fine.

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