Rikku, for her part, was more steady on her feet. It helped that she was wearing sandals and a sundress, and not her bridal hookerwear. And that she'd sobered up considerably in the few hours since her own fake-nuptials.

She squinted at Romeo, vaguely confused, then shrugged.

"Maybe Dojima's busy?"

Fake weddings: the hot new trend! Maybe?