Sal's Universe, Las Vegas, Nevada.

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Sal sneezes, wondering if she doesn't have a slight allergy to Kurt's bamf-smoke, and looks around. Sure enough, it was Las Vegas. Fremont Street's overhead screens glittered with scenes of fireworks and flashing lights. It was energizing and exciting.

"Oh wow," she said, looking at the sheer mass of light around her. Port aux Basques it wasn't. This was an amazing place that was just alive.

And here was where she was going to get married.

The prospect was quite thrilling; but she wondered if this wasn't entirely hokey.

But all it took really was to turn to Kurt and simply look at him and know that this was exactly what she wanted. She could see the lights reflected in his monochromatic yet very expressive eyes.

"I don't even have a hairbrush," she muttered to herself, feeling suddenly very homely and in no fit state to be wed.

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He leaned over and carefully took a bite, then licked his lips. "Mmm."

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"So," she says, leaning forward again and resting her chin on her hand, "now that you've married me and bought enough lobster to put a down payment on a car, what d'you expect in return?"

It was just her normal sass returning, and she grinned at him.

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"Nothing," he said softly as his tail curled around her ankle. "I'm not doing this for a revard."

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Sal laughed. "I didn't think you were," she said, "but if there was something I was to give you in return, what would you want?"

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"Vell, I could think of a few things." He chuckled and grinned roguishly.

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She shook her head and giggled. "And this is why I love you," she said.