"Please. I already had to see you bartend through your own birthday. I cannot handle seeing a repeat of that for our wedding."

Watson laughs, rather helplessly. "I wonder if that shop with all the photographs would be obliging enough to provide a wedding portrait. And no, Stede is not allowed to plan. He can plan his own wedding, but not ours. And if ours is simply inviting everyone to join us in Hurikane with food carted over from the buffet, then that's plenty for me."