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Wedding Contest Round 3 (cont)
Lark: Well, do you at least like the candy bouquet?
Fury: You’re Lurk, aren’t you?
Lark: Lurk?
Fury: Lark’s evil twin.
Lark: You think my evil twin is named Lurk?
Fury: You’re trying to sabotage me. You’re jealous of my perfection.
Lark: I’m not Lurk!
Fury: Say something sweet and naïve, to prove you’re really Lark.
Lark: I’m not talking to you. It’s mean to make fun of my evil twin who’s trying to sabotage you.
Fury: Ah, you are Lark. Good.
Meanwhile, on the set of Cattlestar Gallactica:
Tyler: You look beautiful in my mother’s dress from her sixth wedding. I’m sure she won’t mind you wearing it.
Commander Adama: Do you, Karen, and you, Tyler, take each other as husband and wife, to have and to hold until death or Cylon cattle rustlers doth you part?
Tyler: I’m confused. How do the cows survive in the vacuum of space?
Karen: Tyler!
Tyler: I mean, I do! I do!
Karen: I do.
Commander Adama: Then by the power vested in me by the mighty space council, and the city of Burbank, I now pronounce you husband and wife.
Starbuck: So, wait. There’s the old show, the new show, and a new new show with cows?
Main character that I should really, really, really remember the name of: Yeah, and you’re a cowgirl now.
Starbuck: Really? Maybe I could join Death Death Death.
And so the bride and groom rocketed away in the traditional wedding escape pod.
Karen: Tyler, please promise me something.
Tyler: Anything.
Karen: Promise that we’ll never be boring.
Tyler: I’ll do my best.
Lark: Wow, you tell that so vividly I feel like I was there!
Fury: You were there. You caught the candy bouquet.
Lark: I hope Kenny wasn’t mad about reporters interrupting the video shoot.
Fury: No, he was fine.
Kenny: I will get you, reporters! You can’t hide forever!
Lark: Well, there’s good news. You don’t even have to send your entry in. I was down at the pawn sho… Prawn shop. You know, that place that sells seafood. And the contest judges were there, and they said you won! They wanted me to bring you the trophy! Which I didn’t buy at the pawn shop!
Fury: This looks like the Heisman trophy.
Lark: It’s the Heisman Trophy for Wedding Planners.
Fury: Ah, of course. Well, put it next to my Emmy for Perfect Hair and my Grammy for Perfectly Pointed Nose.
