She wakes up, to a blinding headache. This had been the worst that she had been drunk in ages. Joy was more used to it than she was...hell, Joy drank more than she did...speaking of Joy, she wondered, where was she? She crooks her head slightly, and finds Joy, soundly sleeping next to her, arms around her waist. Victoria was confused. How much did she drink, and what the hell happened between them. She looks around the room. She notices she is in a swanky hotel suite.

'Oh, okay...so I must have checked in to a nice hotel. Looks nice.'

She looks over at Joy, who was still sleeping. They had obviously gone to bed, in a nice feather bed with silk sheets. Oh god, she thinks to herself,what have I done? She peeks under the covers, finding herself naked.

'Oh geez, what the hell happened here? I'm naked, and sleeping with my best friend in a bed...what the hell was I on?'

Joy wakes up, yawning. She looks over at Victoria, confused.

'What the hell did we do last night?'

Victoria raises an eyebrow at her. 'That's exactly what I'm trying to figure out. Are you naked too?'

Joy sneers at her. 'What kind of bloody question is that? Asking your friend if she's naked!' She peers under the covers and her eyes bulge. 'Bloody hell! What the hell happened here-you're naked, I'm naked, we're sharing a bed. How much did we have to drink?' Victoria sighs.

'I have a feeling we did something...' She points to a red bruised spot against her neck.

Joy's eyes bulge. 'Oh god...we didn't...did we?'

Victoria nods silently a yes.

'I should know...I've been married enough times to know a hickey from anywhere.' Joy examined herself, and finds a bite mark against her shoulder.

'We had sex, didn't we?'

Victoria looks at her, rolling her eyes. 'Of course we did, Sherlock. That's my bite mark and my hickey probably came from you. We probably made out, then did it on the bed.'

The phone rings, and Joy picks it up.

'This is your morning wakeup call, Mrs. Joy Chase. Your wife requested us to give you a wakeup call, and we're sending up a breakfast for you two...compliments of the chef.'

Joy's eyes bulged in shock, she was speechless. Victoria takes the phone from her and politely says,'Okay thank you.' Ending the call, she looks at Joy who was numb.

'We're...we're married?'

Victoria looks at her, equally as shocked.

'So apparently, we went out, got so drunk and high that we went to Canada for maple syrup, but ended up getting married, and having sex with each other.'

Joy nods, 'Apparently so.'

She looks at Victoria, smiling a little. 'At least it was you, and not some stranger.'

Victoria laughs.'That's true.'