[ There she goes, shedding the happiest of tears. Dramatically so, in fact. She sob-laughs loudly, then shakily hands the rabbit over to her future spouse. Once it's in his hand, she places her hands over her chest, smiling up at him as more tears well up in her eyes. Some scattered applause breaks out around them, but mostly, there are murmurs of confusion and amusement. She chooses to only hear the applause. ]

Thank you, Soundwave. You've...made me the happiest girl in the universe.

[ Moments later, she's leapt up to give him the kiss to end all kisses, soft and intense at the same time, alternating between long presses of her lips and hungrily tasting his mouth and tongue. Carefully, though! Their rabbit-y treasure can't be harmed! Ringabbits are very valuable, you see.

When she's had her fill, she pulls back slightly, rubbing her forehead against his. Her smile's warm (and demented) as she looks into his eyes. ]

We'll stop by my room so I can get my dress. We can use a sheet to make you a tie, since we probably can't find a tuxedo your size so fast. [ Because the real him has to "kiss" his bride! ] Then we'll head to the casino and have the most beautiful wedding ever.

[ Never mind something like this is too disastrous to be anything like "beautiful", but everything's beautiful when you're crazy! ]

But first...what should we name your-- [ She has to pause to laugh. ] Your ring?