Cassie kisses Jason back with her arms around his neck. She then hugs him.

Cassie: I'll love you forever Jason.

The guests applaud them and Cassie cries happily.

Cassie smiles.

Cassie: Good. I'm in this for life.

She holds his hand and they walk down the aisle while the guests throw confetti over them.

Cassie: Do you mean that, really?

She looks up at him.

Cassie smiles and kisses him.

Cassie: You made me the happiest girl in the world today.
Now? Now we go to our party on the beach...and later...well I already warned you about later...

Cassie squeaks excitedly...

Cassie: This has been perfect. I got to marry my dream guy, I got to be Mrs Cassie Smith, and my daddy even surprised me by showing up to give me away.

Cassie holds his hand tightly.

Cassie: Let's go to the beach Mr Smith.

Cassie; Oooohhhhh.... I'm getting carried now am I?

Jason: Yes... yes you are.

he laughs and kisses her, before he sees Amelia nad Eric.

Jason: Thanks guys! And... I don't know really Eric. I am slightly worried as yo what you are actually going to say if you are. Can you just give it a read through to me first?

Although slightly offended by his best friend's lack of trust in him, as Eric has always tried his best to be an upstanding and contributing member of society, he nonetheless clears his throat and starts to read.

Eric: I still remember my very first encounter with Jason, because I'll never forget such an important event. He was the biggest rock-star in the world, with Shattered Fairytale just recently in the bag. And I wanted to be just like him. Y'know, partying, drinking, the whole shebang... because, as he was world famous, I thought that's what he'd want to do. And the first few mishaps I shared with him had certain similarities with that lifestyle, too. If I could pick only pick one memory to take with me to the afterlife, whatever it may be, I would choose, without hesitation, one of the many times I spent with him at the Dirty Bastard. Finding women, experimenting with drugs, re-enacting Lord of the Rings... you name it. Oh, those were the days. But, if that's all we shared, he wouldn't be my closest friend. Because I was wrong about Jason; he isn't a rock star. Not in the traditional sense, at least. He's simply one of the purest, most inspirational people I've ever met, and you don't get that sort of intelligence and moral standings from a typical rock star. Just look at me, after all. If there's one person in the world who could kick me out of my bad habits just by telling me to, it'd be him. Because all the other 'get clean' bullshit typically comes from people who have the tendencies to live out the same lifestyle I do. They're all two-faced, so their words mean absolutely nothing. But Jason's not a hypocrite. He's just a caring guy. And that's pretty rare to find these days. But it's even rarer to find true love. And if just one person deserves it, it's him.

Amelia looks shocked at this straight-faced speech from the famed eccentric, feeling as if she's intruding on something private. Matt, on the other hand, simply stares out into space and watches the Purple People Eater devour the sun.

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Cassie listens to Eric's speech and looks decidedly unimpressed. She pulls her legs out of Jason's arms and stands up.