Wedding Bells Page #5

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and they can join us

in the afternoon.

Okay.

[inhales sharply]

You're the best.

Yep. I know.

You know why else

this is perfect?

Why?

You can stop by my studio

and get some supplies.

For what?

You need a wedding dress,

don't you?

Molly...

you're already

doing so much.

Ah, I've been meaning

to expand my repertoire anyway.

Don't you have to work

on your designs

for the winter line?

Um, still waiting

for inspiration

to come on those.

Right now,

I'm all about weddings.

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

I guess we should

head back?

See you tomorrow.

-Okay.

-Good luck.

Not a scratch

on my car, okay?

Drive safe.

[]

This isn't, like,

a more elaborate version

of locking us

on the balcony, is it?

[laughing]

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[microwave beeps]

What are those?

Dinner.

Gross.

You want some?

Totally.

Pizza bites! Mm.

Ugh. I'm not

eating that.

I'm gonna make

something else.

Suit yourself.

I'm going upstairs.

We'll figure it out

one of these days.

Don't wait too long.

Dads don't last forever.

I lost my folks

too early.

I'm sorry

to hear that.

What are you making?

Chili.

It's the best

I could do

until I can get

to a market.

Luckily,

my mom taught me

how to improvise

in the kitchen.

She used to be

able to make

the most amazing things

outta absolutely

nothing at all.

I would've given anything

to have a mom like that.

Your mom didn't cook?

Can you give me the salt?

Yeah, well, she did,

but all she made

my entire childhood

was diet food.

My therapist said

she was trying

to spare me the pain of being

a chunky kid like she was,

but there wasn't a day

that I wasn't hungry

for something real.

Uh-uh-uh! No.

Sorry.

That would explain

your fondness for comfort food.

What about your dad?

He was smart.

He stayed out with his buddies

for dinner

most of the time.

When he was home,

all they did was fight.

You know, I never once

saw them

hold hands or kiss,

or even hug each other.

That's probably for the best.

How can you say that?

Can you get me the, uh,

spicy chili oil, please?

Um...

Uh-uh. No, no, no.

No, this one.

Oh, hey, um, what were you

thinking for the hors d'oeuvres?

Uh... I don't know,

I'm not sure.

Hey.

Maybe we could make

some dishes for the wedding

from your mom's recipes.

I mean, didn't she cook for

big groups of people every day

when the inn was open?

No, no, no, no.

Not-- Not those.

I...

I can't cook my mom's recipes.

I mean, I can

cook my mom's recipes,

I just I... I don't.

We might be the worst

two people in history--

[Overlapping]:

...To plan a wedding.

Yeah.

Yeah, you might

be right.

[Charlie]:

Got your room ready.

I love it.

Yeah.

Sheets are pretty good.

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