The Real Smell of Environmentalism The Bride's Baby | Page 144

144 THE BRIDE�S BABY disgust, said, �Is this really what people are expected to eat at weddings? Fiddly bits of fish. Girl food. We�ve got to be able to do better than that.� We. The word conjured up a rare warmth but she mustn�t read too much into it. Or this. �Theideaisthatit�ssupposedtolookprettyonaplate,�shesaid. �For Celebrity or for you?� �Is there a difference?� �Whose wedding is this?� he demanded, disgusted. �What would you really choose? If you didn�t have to pander to the whims of a gossip magazine?� Whoa�Where had that come from? It wasn�t just irritation, it was anger. As if it really mattered. �They are paying a lot of money to have their whims pandered to,�she reminded him. �Besides, there are the Wedding Fayre ex< hibitors to think of. This is their big chance.� �It�s your wedding. You should have what you want.� That did make her laugh. �If only, but I don�t think ten minutes with the registrar in front of two witnesses, followed by a fish and chip supper would quite fill the �fantasy� bill, do you?� �That�s what you�d choose?� �Quick, simple. Sounds good to me.� Then, because his ex< pression was rather too thoughtful, �That�s classified information, by the way.� �Of course. I realise how bad it would be for business if it got out that the number one wedding planner hated weddings.� �I didn�t say that!� �Didn�t you? Or are you saying that it�s only your own wed< ding that you can�t handle?� �I can handle it!� Of course she could handle it. If she wasn�t here. If he wasn�t here. �It�s just that it�s all been a bit of a rush. I can�t seem to get a hold of it. Find my theme.�