A few moments later, the cab pulled up in front of Jeanie's apartment.

Still feeling a bit nervous, Egon took a few deep breaths as he once again set out of the car, and headed for Jeanie's place.

As he opened the door to enter the building, there was Jeanie, wearing a light pink short sleeved dress, that had a long skit, with a matching wrap around her shoulders and baby pink heels.

She had changed her hair as well, from her straight bob, to a wavier style, and her make-up looked soft on her skin.

"Good afternoon Jeanie.

I was just on my way to get you.

Sorry about being late, we had a job earlier," said Egon.

"That's OK," said Jeanie.

She looked over her boss and said, "You look quite handsome."

Egon cleared his throat and answered, "Thank you.

And might I add that you look lovely yourself."

Jeanie's face turned a light shade of pink, the same color as her dress and said, "Thank you."

Egon handed the coursage to Jeanie and "I picked this up for you."

"Oh Egon, how sweet of you.

Thank you."

Jeanie placed the item onto her wrist.

"I've got a cab ride for us," said Egon.

He walked Jeanie to the taxi, but on the way, Egon stepped into something.

He helped Jeanie into the cab, scrapped the bottoms of his shoes, then climbed into the car himself.

"Are you OK?

Did you step in some gum?" asked Jeanie.

An uncomfortable look came onto Egon's face as he answered, "That wasn't gum."

Jeanie then realized what it actually was that he stepped in.

"St. Patrick's church please," Jeanie told the driver, who then drove her and Egon to their destination.

When the two arrived at the church, Egon paid the cabbie, got out of the taxi and held the door open for Jeanie to step out.

"Thank you, what a gentleman," she spoke.

Egon then took Jeanie's hand and escorted her to the church enterance.

"Good afternoon.

Are you with the bride's family or the groom's family?" asked the gentleman at the church doorway.

"I'm friends with the bride's family, in fact I'm a bride's maid and he's my guest," Jeanie answered.

"You'll be seated on the left side pews," the gentleman told Egon.

"Thank you," thank you Egon answered.

As the entered the church, a woman about Jeanie's age wearing the same colored dress and had sandy blonde hair approached the two.

"Jeanie, glad you made it.

The photographer want to take our picture with Lily before the service," said the woman.

"Be with right there with you Monica, said Jeanie, who indicated Egon and said, "By the way, this is Dr. Egon Spengler, he's my guest."

"So you're the Egon Jeanie always talks about.

Very nice to meet you," said Monica.

"Likewise," said Egon.

"He's exactly how you described him."

Egon wasn't sure if Monica was a complaiment or an insult, but he nodded to be polite.

"I better go with Monica.

I'll see you after the service," Jeanie told Egon as she and her friend headed down a doorway.

Egon, meanwhile, went to look for a place to sit and found a spot in the middle section.

After taking his seat, an elderly woman who appeared to be in her late 70's tapped him on the shoulder and said, "Excuse me sir.

Do you mind slouching down a bit, I can't see anything.

And I don't want to miss my grandniece."

"Not at all," Egon answered.

He began to slouch a bit in the pew.

"A little more," said the woman.

Egon did what he was told.

He leaned over as well, with his knees touching the pew and his head nearly leaning into the guests in front of him.

"That's a lot better thank you," said the woman.

"Don't mention it," said Egon, who was slightly uncomfortable, due to his sitting position.

Just then, the sound of an organ was heard.

Meaning, it was time for the wedding to begin.

Egon nearly fell to the ground while trying to stand up along with the entire guests when the wedding party walked down the aisle.

He was able to get a few shots of Jeanie with his camera, until the woman behind him asked him once more to slouch over for her to see better.

By the time the bride had made her enterence and went to meet her groom, Egon was beginning to feel stiff since he always kept a proper posture.

Thankfully, he and everyone (with the exception of the wedding party) sat down, though Egon still had to lean over for the woman in the back to see better.

During the ceremony, Egon felt a slight cramp in his back, but did his best to muster through it until the end of the service.After the pastor pronounced the couple as husband and wife, it marked the end of the service.

After the wedding party walked up the aisle and exited the church, the guests in the pews followed.

"Thank you very much for letting me see my grandniece get married sir, the older woman said to Egon.

"To mention it," he said rubbing his slightly sore back.

When Egon made his way outside the church, he tried to look for Jeanie and ended up getting hit in the face and head with some rice that some of the guests threw at the newlyweds.

"Egon, over here," Jeanie called out.

Egon made his way to her.

"Wasn't that a lovely wedding?" she asked him.

"Yes it was," he answered.

"Come on, you're riding with me to the reception."

Jeanie took Egon's hand and the two walked to a nearby limo.

Before climbing into the car, Jeanie turned to Egon and said, "By the way.

You've got some rice in your hair."

Egon ran his fingers through his hair and made sure to get all the bits of rice out of it, before getting into the limo.