Angela and Hodgins had been out of jail for an hour and a half, Hodgins was driving them home."Hodgie, we need to tell everyone that we are now Dr. and Mrs. Jack Stanley Hodgins IV."
"Okay, how? We could hire a skywriter, a messenger, a singing telegram, get a carrier pigeon? Or we could send a mass email, post it on face book, tweet it on twitter?"
Angela laughed, "While those are fantastic suggestions, I was thinking we could invite Bren, booth Cam, Michelle, Sweets Zach, and my Dad and have a semi formal dinner party on Saturday to tell everyone."
"Yeah, that sounds good, but to have to invite your dad?"
"Yes, although I'm gonna have to tell him before hand, he's gonna know I'm hiding something and demand to know what it is before he goes anywhere.''
Hodgins groaned Angela dialed Billy.
"Dad?'
"Angie, what did you do now?
"Nothing."
"Angie, don't lie to me."
"Hodgins and I got arrested."
"Where do I need to send your bail money? I'm not baling out Hodgins."
"We're out dad."
"What aren't you tellin' me?"
"We got married."
"Before or after you got arrested?"
"During."
"You got married in the slammer?"
"Yes."
"Betty Luanne Jean Gibbons what in the Sam hill were you thinking getting married in the slammer?"
"Dad you know me, I live in the moment."
"I know Angie, but a weeding in jail is more country than rock n' roll! Is it legal at least?'
"Perfectly. We're having a diner to tell our friends and we'd like you to come."
"When is it?"
"This Saturday."
"We don't have a show I'll be there."
"Dad, are you upset that Hodgins are married?"
"No, I knew the two of you would get married someday, I thought you two would elope the only thing that surprises me is the venue."
"I know it surprises me too. Can you bring Frank and Dusty too?"
"Sure, guitars too?"
"Why not."