It had rained continuously in the week leading up to the wedding, unusual for early June, but Audrey's optimism had paid off.
When she pulled back the curtains on the morning of the wedding, there was not a cloud in the sky.
"This is a good sign," she said, happily.

Janine had convinced Audrey to stay the night at her apartment.
"Spending the night before your wedding with the groom is bad luck!" she had insisted.
They had been joined by Ray's girlfriend, Linda, and the night had inevitably turned into a grown up sleepover party.
They had drunk wine, sung along to cheesy love songs, painted each other's nails and gossiped about the men in their lives.
Egon on the other hand had spent the night at the Firehouse with Peter, Ray, Winston and Louis.
They had played poker, smoked cigars and discussed their relationships in between office and science talk.
A special guest had also joined in on the boys' festivities: Audrey's brother Michael, who had flown in as a surprise, thanks to Egon's arrangement.

It was now 3:11pm.
The wedding ceremony was meant to have started at 3pm sharp and Audrey, along with Janine and Linda, were running late.
Perspiration formed on Egon's forehead.
Where is she, he wondered, suddenly overcome with a wave of nausea. What if she's not coming?
He was standing under the shade of a leafy green tree in Central Park next to Ray, Peter, Winston, Louis and Michael.
They were all dressed in their best suits, although none of them were matching.
Janine, who had relished in the planning and organising of the wedding, hadn't had a lot of time to plan much.
Especially as both Audrey and Egon had insisted upon keeping it low key.
She had managed to organise a celebrant, and he was also standing with the Egon and the Ghostbusters.
He checked his watch, aware that he had another ceremony to get to in less than an hour – Saturday's were his busiest day.

Ray squeezed Egon's shoulder, sensing his nervousness.
"Don't worry, she'll be here," he said quietly.
Egon swallowed hard and looked down at his feet.
He was becoming dizzy with nervousness.
Ray suddenly bumped his shoulder.
When Egon looked up, he saw Audrey standing in front of him, a wide smile on her face.
She was wearing a knee length white dress with a sweetheart neckline and delicate lace cap sleeves.
Her hair was swept up in an elegant chignon, with soft wavy strands framing her face.
Egon was suddenly reminded of the night they had first met at the Belvadere Hotel.
In her hands she held a posy of irises – the same irises she had planted for Egon as a mark of her love the year before.
Her lips were blood red and her checks were lightly flushed from the heat of the warm afternoon.
Behind her, standing with their partners, were Janine and Linda.
Seeing each other for the first time, Egon and Audrey they were both brimming with happiness and love for one another.
Having Audrey here, finally, Egon felt his nervousness roll away.
Audrey looked around at the small group of their friends, overcome with such happiness that they were all here today.
She suddenly spotted Michael and gave out a squeal of delight.
He chuckled and beamed a smile at her.

Egon and Audrey exchanged their vows, promising to love each other always.
They were the purest and most sincere words they have ever spoken and they grasped each other's hands tightly as they said them.
They exchanged rings before sharing their first kiss as husband and wife while birds chirped in the softly swaying trees above.
The warm breeze blew gently against their cheeks as their lips met.
It was Egon's first display of affection in front of his friends and Audrey made the most of it.
When she pulled away from him, she left behind a smudge of red lipstick on his lips, something that he didn't seem to mind.
It was a perfect moment.

Hand in hand, Audrey and Egon led the way out of the park and to a bar, the rest of the gang laughing and chatting happily along the way.
They had all giggled over the fuss they had caused on the street: cars stopped, people stared and cheered as they walked past.
Egon squeezed Audrey's hand excitedly, never wanting to let it go.

They bought drinks and settling into a table together in a corner of the bar.
Everyone was in a great mood, caught up in the happy occasion.
Egon and Audrey couldn't take their eyes of off one another.
They stared at each other dreamily, their thoughts filled with visions of their lives together.
"Helloooo, earth to Audrey!" said Michael, interrupting Audrey's love struck daydream as she stared across the room at Egon.
Audrey looked at Michael and smiled, snapping herself back to reality as she ordered another drink from the bar.
"I'm so happy you came. Thank you" she replied, leaning in to hug him.
"No worries. It was Egon who had organised it you know. Mum and Dad would have come too, but you know she had that tour to do and she couldn't get out of it at the last minute. I guess that's what you get for doing a quickie wedding!" said Michael with a smirk.
"Well, it had to be done like this. Maybe we'll come and visit and re-enact the whole thing," she offered.
"Oh that's a great idea. I'd love to see Egon in Manly. Think he can surf?"
"Don't tease him!" replied Audrey, punching Michael playfully on the shoulder.

The afternoon led into evening and the gang were feeling liquored up and merry.
Calling the group to silence, Ray made a toast to Egon and Audrey as they snuggled next to each at the table.
With a raise of his glass, he spoke about meeting Egon back in their Columbia University days, their mateship, how proud he was to be Egon's colleague and best friend and the happiness he had felt when Egon had met Audrey. He wished them all the best for the future before everyone raised their glasses and took a sip in agreement.
"I'm just happy that Egon moved on from his intimate slime studies to an actual woman!" piped up Peter as he raised his glass, while Ray and Egon exchanged sheepish looks.

By the end of the night everyone, except for Ray and Egon, were busting their best moves on the dance floor.
Audrey was dancing with Janine and singing along to Bad Girls by Donna Summer.
The skirt of her dress shimmied and swayed with her every move.
Egon stared at her lustily, a smile on his face.
"Look at my bride, she's so beautiful" said Egon, softly.
Ray chinked his glass against Egon's.
"Congratulations, Spengler. I'm really happy for you" he said, sincerely.
"Thank you" replied Egon, taking a sip from his glass. "I can't believe I get to spend the rest of my life with her."