CCB: Yeah ... it would be nice to have a contrast. Let's keep looking.
(they keep flipping)
CCB: Oh Lord.
celia: That was quick.
CCB: No, but seriously: this is positively masterful.
celia: (looking) Where do we even begin?
CCB: Perhaps with the bride's completely inappropriate - because completely OVERDONE, for BEACHSIDE CEREMONY - dress ...
celia: oh boy ...
CCB: complete with princess tiara.
celia: Can we also talk about the groom's tattoos and rolled up sleeves?
CCB: and the red rose clumsily stuck into his .... is that his SHIRT pocket?
celia: It has to be.
CCB: Wow.
celia: Aw, look, a "cute" shot ...
CCB: (insert puke emoticon here) I might vomit right over that bouquet and disrupt its cliché. Let's see if the reception was any better.
celia: oh look, a mariachi band!
CCB: You're joking.
celia: Already that's one HELL of a party.
CCB: says also the goom's COMPLETE state of dishevelment ...
celia: Unacceptable. What's with that cake? What are those loopy things?
CCB: The circles of hell waiting to welcome us?
celia: Probably. But where are they, exactly? A cafeteria?
CCB: I think so - it looks like it ... Where else would your guests be allowed to enter wearing flip-flops?
celia: God, this magazine is fantastic! We HAVE to post a link to it online.
CCB: We'll go completely out of business if we do - it's just that key.
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