His hands are sweating, he's feeling nervous. He takes out his handkerchief and wipes his hands. He puts it back in his pocket and pulls at his tie. He's only worn one a couple of times but he knows that there'll be more of them in his future, should his plans come to fruition, and he will make sure that they do. They have to, he will soon have a wife to support and then,a child. She's here, she's breathtakingly beautiful and somehow he's persuaded her to choose him. He takes her hand and smiles, they stand before the judge.