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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.�