"Well, how many bridesmaids will there be?", asked Oirhandir, a hint of exasperation creeping into his voice.LogicsFate said:"I, I don't know, three I guess. But I don't know how many groom's men there are suppose to be."
"Oh, they're going to be Brides Maids?"
"Well, how many bridesmaids will there be?"
Things were going well but 3 days before the wedding the bride didn't even know how many bridesmaids she would have? Oirhandir was now clearly alarmed. This sort of thing rarely happened with elven weddings, which were often planned years ahead of time (along with last-minute improvisations of the sort that wouldn't ruin the day if they failed). But he'd heard tales of men and women getting married that turned into disasters, and this portended to be one of them.LogicsFate said:"I don't know" Elise pauses "I don't even think she's told her friends yet, she went straight to planning" Worried look "Do you want me to ask her about it, right now?"
"Well, anything that the groom's party should know as it makes preparations", came Oirhandir's quick reply. "Anything that Sunny needs to know or participate in or account for."LogicsFate said:"Is there any other iformation that you need, before I start running back and forth" Elise smiles
Oirhandir was a little nonplussed at Troi's request, but so long as it didn't invoke the Sheriff's ire, he saw no harm in it. He replied in elven, "GnomeWorks said:"[Elven] Oirhandir, ...