"I can't believe you guys eloped. What happened to me being your maid of honor?" Nora muttered, staring at her Isabell and Ian, who had just tied the knot in a small chapel in Vegas. "At least you had the decency to video call me and not shut me out."
"That wasn't decency, Nora. That was fear. We were scared you'd come after us with a machete." Ian muttered, giving her a grin.
Nora crossed her arms, and gave the newlyweds a mock glare. "You're lucky I didn't hop on the next flight to come and crash your wedding night! In fact, I still mighy."
Ian grinned," I expect as much! Don't worry, I'm taking her away somewhere that you won't be able to find us easily."
Nora snorted," Shu* up! You Bride-napper. Wait till I get my hands on you."
"That will be a long time! And now, I am off to take my bride on our honeymoon!"
"Hey hey! Wait! What about the others? Who is going to tell them?"