"You'd think they'd, like, give you a bottle of champagne or something, to celebrate," Rikku sighed.

It was entirely possible that they did, under normal circumstances, and some wise soul had realized that the last thing Sven and Marina Fellina Drunkina needed was more alcohol. This had yet to occur to Rikku.

"It's kinda romantic, anyway," she decided, snuggling in against Reno. "We should get married again. New names, and wigs. See if we can fool 'em."