The reception was held inside the vineyard at a small clearing. As nighttime drew near, festivities developed. The celebration of the male newlyweds embraced us all. Wine by the gallons was served, and the food was stylish and exquisite. The semi-destroyed cake was a great success. Its damage was repaired with skill by the addition of icing and flowers. Guests began to dance as twilight seeped into nightfall, and the celebration continued with much cheer and delight.
How much had my friendly bear and I had to drink? I wasn’t sure. Nor was Just sure. We both knew we were having the time of our lives, though, as we danced and mingled with other guests. We laughed and drank more, became sloppy like the grooms, and simply had the time of our lives, perhaps believing that it was our own recept
