*I forgot to add that Roy had a concussion and that why he was admitted to the hospital. *
They drove up to a small chapel on Las Vegas strip.
When they walked , they were welcomed with open arms.
"Hey! There's our little newlywed! Where's the wifey?" the Israel man asked, wrapping his arm around Conner's shoulder. " Ahh who cares. You're probably here for your stuff right?" they all looked at him in a daze.
"I'm sorry but we don't seem to remember what happened last night, can you kinda tell us what happened last night?" Wally asked.
"Are you shitting me? You don't remember a thing? Well, last night you all came in the middle of the night, drunk as fuck. This big guy came with a smoking hot blondy asking to get married. You guys were SOOOO much fun to marry." He explained. Conner's face went white. Megan. Is. Going. To. Kill. Him.
"Um is there anyway we can you know, DELETE THIS MARRIAGE?" Conner yelled, fearing the reaction of his longtime girlfriend.
"Yeah, just go to your girl's house and sign these papers. Oh wait. She's working right now. You can catch her there." The man pointed out.
"Where does she work?" Sunny asked.
"The strip club down the street."
"I can't believe I got married-"
"To a stripper-" Roy added.
"And got all this cool stuff." Said Sunny as she looked through the box full of stuff from the wedding.
"Shit. Zatara is calling should I answer?" Wally asked looking at his phone.
"Give it to me, I'll talk to her." Sunny insisted grabbing the phone. "Hey Zatara, what's up?" she answered calmly.
"Sunny? Where's Wally?" Zatara asked.
"Um Wally is driving and can't make it to the phone right now."
"Oh well is Dick with you? I called him but I can't seem to get a hold of him."
"Oh well, Dick is sleeping at the hotel right now. He lost his phone last night so that's maybe why he couldn't make it to the phone. Hey I'll call you later ok? Bye." She quickly hanged up.
"You are an amazing bullshitter." Roy commented.