"Woah, are you crying man?" Fillmore asked Sarge as they came out of the town hall behind Cruz and her new bride.

"No." He denied despite the wetness of his eyes.

"Would you like me to show him my surveillance footage to prove him wrong?" Holley teased, pulling up beside them with a hysterical Mater at her side.

"I always cry at weddings!" Mater bawled causing Sarge to back away in disgust at the display of feelings.

"Toughen up soldier!" he ordered. He started to drive away in the direction of The Wheel Well for the reception when something hit him in face.

"What in the name of- " he cried out in shock. He was even more surprised when he realised that the thing which was now resting on his hood was the bouquet of flowers that Cruz had been holding a minute earlier. He looked around to find most of his friends looking at him barley contained amusement. Sally and Lightning were wearing matching smirks whilst Cruz smiled sheepishly as she tried not to laugh. Mater had gotten over his hysterics and was now boisterously wolf whistling against Holley's half hearted attempts to quiet him. He felt a familiar feeling against his side and he glanced across to see Fillmore leaning into him.

"Fate's trying to tell you something man." he said suggestively.

"Don't embarrass me Fillmore!"