"What? A wedding rehearsal? But the wedding isn't for three months!" Carrot
yelled into the phone.

"Brother, calm down. Shiranu wants the wedding plans out of the way so there
won't be any trouble." Marron countered quickly.

"Shiranu, Shiranu. Does Tira have ANY say in this wedding?" Carrot exclaimed
in anxiety.

"Brother, get a hold of yourself. When did you get home last night, anyway?"
Carrot stammered for loss of an explanation, then decided on, "I don't know, late.
Anyway, when is the rehearsal?" Carrot was quick to change the subject.

"Noon. Shiranu has asked for you to be the best man. Is that okay?" Carrot
nodded, but then realized Marron couldn't see him. "Sure, that'd be fine." He replied,
having never been a best man before.

Carrot walked into the large church in wonderment, having never been in a church
either. It had beautiful stained glass windows of women and babies everywhere. It cast
beautiful colorful rays in the church, making it a more cheerful surrounding.

When he entered, everyone turned. Tira was standing next to Shiranu, and a large
black man was by the alter holding a book. Marron was adjacent to Chocolate.
Chocolate squealed and ran to him.

'Poor Chocolate...I don't love her and I...." She flung her arms around him and
kissed him passionately. Everyone waited for Carrot to throw her off as usual, and when
he didn't they all sweatdropped. 'I can't throw her off after what I gave her last night.'
Carrot thought. He kissed her back. "Oh, I just knew you'd break down sooner or later,
Darling!" Chocolate exclaimed. Carrot locked eyes with Tira, which were filled with
hurt and confusion. She turned so as not to let on the wound Carrot had just made on her
heart.

After the rehearsal, everyone went to the lobby for refreshments since no one had
lunch yet. Tira stayed to pick her bouquet. Carrot, seeing as how no one was there but
the caterer who didn't speak much English, strutted over to Tira.

Sensing someone's presence, Tira turned. Seeing whom it was who stood before
her, she grunted and directed her attention back to the flowers. "Tira, I-" Carrot began,
only to be interrupted.

"What were you trying to do? Make me jealous?" Tira asked in anger. "No, I - why would I think you'd get jealous if I had sex with Chocolate?" he asked. Tira paused,
and turned to him. "I wouldn't care. Wait a minute, you SLEPT with her? God, you're
sick." She walked to another table. Carrot followed.

"Tira, I don't know what happened. I -" he was cut short once again. "Carrot, for the
last time, I don't care if you did anything with any woman." Her voice cracked. Carrot
froze, then turned and slumped out.