Sarah smiles, despite looking a little frazzled around the edges. "Hi, Harley." She pulls out a binder out from under her arm and shows it to the other woman. On the cover is a smiling bride. "This. I need help. I've been planning, but there's still so much to do."
Sarah gives a short sigh, opening the binder and flipping through the pages as though irritated with them. "I honestly don't know at this point... these magazines make everything sound so important. Do you know how many bridal shops the City has? Far too many, in my opinion. And that doesn't include everything on the internet, and the Nexus, other worlds..." Too many choices. That's Sarah's problem, at the moment. "I don't even have a wedding dress."
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