What a healthy marriage looks like

Dress shopping with Spy

Caroline pulled on what must have been the thousandth dress and opened the dressing room door, "What about this one?" Spy pondered it for a moment before shaking his head. Caroline groaned, "We got other stuff to do, I can't spend all day trying on dresses.", "Attire is everything, my dear. Here, try this one." He handed her another dress, but she was exasperated. "Okay look," He said, setting it aside, "... You should look nice on your wedding day... I am just trying to help as best as I can." She looked from the pile of dresses, shoes, and accessories back to his covered face and said, "... I think you just feel bad about yesterday and now you're trying to make up for it." He furrowed his brow, "That is not- not entirely true..." At that, she nodded, "I get it, and thank you. I do appreciate the help, but all this-" She gestured to the pile of clothes, "This is unnecessary. A lot of wedding stuff is unnecessary, have you ever planned a wedding? God, it's overwhelming!" She sat down, suddenly feeling exhausted. Spy was quiet for a moment, then sat down beside her, "... Actually, I have. Not necessarily a wedding, perhaps, but... A close friend of mine wanted to marry his woman before he shipped out to Korea, but the courthouse had run out of marriage licenses. We were driving around like mad men trying to find somewhere that had one. Eventually, we found a small village hours away with the document and they were married at one o'clock in the morning." Caroline's eyes widened, "One in the morning? The courthouse was open that late?", "No, but we found the judge and threatened to burn his house down if he didn't marry them." She barked a laugh and he smiled at her, "That was not a joke, and if it comes down to it, we can do the same for you." She laughed as the stress she had been piling on top of herself started dispersing, then she said, "We can call that option two. We still have a couple hours before we need to be there.", "Fantastic, then you have time to try this one," He grabbed the dress he had put aside before and her good mood dampened. Seeing this Spy said, "Last one, je promets..." before walking out, closing the door behind him. She looked at it for a long moment before sighing and changing into it. That bastard she thought... It was literally perfect.