Vegas

"Ms. Collins?" a voiced asked. "They're ready for you. Not getting cold feet now, are you?"

...What?

Heather's memory of the last... she wasn't sure how long... was oddly blank. She could hear the faitn strains of synthesized music coming from the other side fo the wooden double doors in front of her, saw that she held flowers in her hands, and...

Appeared to be wearing a wedding dress.

Again... what?

She felt a gentle push, pushing her through the doors into what was definitely a Vegas wedding chappel.

"Oh boy..."