"Will you hold still!" Jess gave Nick's tie a little tug.

Nick grabbed his collar and craned his neck back and forth, clearly uncomfortable. "Damn, this suit is awful."

She smoothed his tie. "Tux, Nick. It's a TUX."

"How are they not the same thing?!"

She glanced at him and raised her eyebrows. He gave her a quick smile and stepped back. He spun around and threw his arms out to either side. "How do I look?"

She brought her right hand to her chin, resting her elbow on her other arm across her body. "Definitely a 10."

He laughed. "You're so weird."

She tilted her head and smiled. "I'm going to have a really hard time keeping my hands off you in this, Miller. You know that, right?"

He winked at her. "That's what I like to hear."

He stepped forward and rubbed his hands up and down her arms. She was still in her robe with her hair loose around her shoulders.

"So, you ok to get to the church?"
She bent down to grab his coat off the bed. "Yeah, yeah. I just need to finish getting ready. I'm riding with Schmidt and Winston in your mom's car. She's getting her hair done with Deanna and her mom, so they're going straight to the church in the limo."

"Ok. Hey, I'm sorry I won't see you too much this morning."

She shrugged her shoulders as he put on his jacket. "No worries. I'll just take my time getting ready and hang out with the guys 'til we leave."

"Sure you don't want to come hang out with Bobby and Jamie with me?"

"Yeah, no I think I'm ok." She gave a little giggle as she smoothed her hands down his jacket sleeves. "You look so good." She muttered, almost to herself.

"What's that Day? I'm so hot you want to rip my clothes off?"

She gave him a quick kiss. "Later Miller. Later."

Jess was putting the finishing touches on her makeup when she saw something catch her eye in the mirror. She turned around and saw a folded piece of yellow paper laying on the bed. She walked over and picked it, unfolding it and smiling. She walked over to the desk by the window and grabbed a pen, quickly scribbling something at the bottom and putting it in her purse. She rolled her eyes when she heard Schmidt's voice from downstairs.

"Jessica Day, WHERE ARE YOU?! I want to make my entrance in plenty of time before the start of the ceremony!" Schmidt paced in front of the staircase and shouted upstairs.

A door closed and Jess started down the stairs. "Geez, Schmidt, you'd think you were the BRIDE."

"Dayum girl!" Winston whistled from behind Schmidt.

Jess flashed a satisfied smile toward Winston. "Why thank you Winston, I'll take that as a compliment!"

Schmidt waved a dismissive hand in her direction. "Yeah, yeah, you're wearing a shiny dress to go to a wedding. Whoopdy freakin' doo. Let's discuss how fabulous I look in my brand new Armani suit."

Jess rolled her eyes. "Yes Schmidt, you look fabulous."

They grabbed their coats and headed out the door. Schmidt insisted on driving, while Winston climbed in the back so Jess could sit up front.

Jess shivered under her coat. "I can't get used to this cold weather."

Schmidt started the engine and pulled out onto the road. "Well maybe if you put on some more clothes."

Jess rolled her eyes. "Please. I look hot and you know it."

Schmidt shriveled his nose in disgust. "While we're on the topic of your attire, do I need to remind you how very uncool it would be to have sex at a wedding reception?"

"Ewwwww, SCHMIDT! JAR!"

"Well, we all know Nick won't be able to keep his hands off you in that getup."

Jess winked. "YES!" She pulled her arms into her waist. "Mission accomplished."

"Hilarious. Just be sure to use a condom. The last thing we need is a honeymoon baby."

"That would be for the BRIDE AND GROOM, Schmidt."

"Well regardless, try to keep your sexual exploits to a minimum. This isn't the loft."

"You know, Schmidt, come to think of it, I don't think I have enough condoms in here." she tapped her purse. "Can we have yours? You know, since you won't need any tonight?" She pursed her lips and smirked at him.

Winston started laughing from the backseat, muttering. "Damn, that's cold." She held up her hand and Winston leaned forward to give her a high five.

"Funny, Day. Very funny."

"And, while we're on the topic of wedding etiquette, how about no rabid animals or one hit wonders from the early nineties"

Winston started looking around and whistled softly.

"RABID? I think you're being a LITTLE overdramatic Jess. That badger was one hundred percent the picture of health. Besides, THAT part of the sabo was Winston's idea, NOT MINE." He waved his hand in Winston's direction.

"Hey, Bucky and I were both very disappointed at the outcome of our masterpiece."

When they got to the church, Schmidt pulled up to the portico and dropped the others off at the door.

Winston held the door open and Jess pointed down the hallway. "Hey, Nick left something in our room. I'll meet you in the church. Save me a seat, okay?"

He nodded, "No problem, Jess."