Thankfully, their hotel room had come with a DVD player, and they managed to get it in and running.

The scene cut, and Mara and Leliana were standing together at one of those chapels that some of the hotels and casinos had in them, at a makeshift altar, still wearing their fine suits that they had been wearing the whole trip.

An unknown man was talking to them. "And do you take this woman, Mara, to be your wife?"

"I..." Leliana looked like she was barely standing, wobbling off balance. If she didn't have an arm around Mara she would likely fall over where she stood. "I most certainly-" She broke off with a hiccup. "Do."

"And do you take this Leliana to be your wife?"

Mara didn't look so great either. She was wobbling, although not as much as Leliana, and had eyes that were half lidded in exhaustion.

"W-wha'd you call me?" She looked like she tried to shake a fist at him, but it came more of a wave or an air slap.

The man sighed. "Do you want to get married?"

She smiled a goofy, delirious smile. "Sure..." She croaked. "Why not?"

The man shook his head. "Then by the powers vested in me by the state of Nevada, I now pronounce you wife, and... wife."

Mara took Leliana, who looked like she was ready to fall over and pass out at any moment, in her arms, and stuck her tongue in her newly crowned wife's mouth, and began unlacing her clothes.

Security guards came in and started dragging them off. "Heeeey..." Mara groaned as they were peeled apart. "It's alright..." She hiccuped. "We're maaariedd!"

The footage cut.

The screen turned black, and they could see themselves in the black reflective glass of the TV.

"We are so dead." Mara said slowly, burying her head in her hands. "If word gets out about this, I'll lose my job for sure!"

"I'm so, so sorry!" Leliana cried with a sob in her voice. "You must be so mad at me. This was all my idea, trying to get you to drink at the bar..."

Mara shook her head. "No, no, my love. You were just trying to make sure we had a fun night. This is no one's fault. If anything, it's my fault: I only bought those drinks 'cause I was trying to sleep with you..."

There was an eerie silence in the room for a moment, where neither of them knew what to say. "What do we do now?" Leliana asked after a moment.

"I don't know." She shook her head. "I just don't know."

Their eyes met, and Mara's heart sank when she saw the hopeless look on her wife's face. "Hey," She put a hand on Leliana's cheek. "Don't worry too hard about it, we'll work this out." She leaned in and kissed her on the forehead. "I love you."

"I've made such a mess of everything." Leliana whispered.

Mara shook her head. "Don't be so hard on yourself." She insisted, trying to calm the poor girl whose nerves were clearly shot. "It's not a big deal, really."

"Not a big deal?!" She cried. "I just drunkenly seduced you into marriage!"

"Well," She said slowly in the most soothing voice she had. "I do love you, and I have no objection to marrying you. I just... didn't expect to do it this way."

Leliana slowly shook her head, hanging it low. "I love you too, but... get married like this? It feels so... crude, so... disrespectful to the way I feel about you."

Mara knew what she had to do to fix this. She leaned in and kiss her lover gently, holding it just long enough to leave her dizzy and slid the ring off of Leliana's finger in a slight of hand. Then she slid off of the bed and onto one knee.

"Leliana," She stared her lover in the eyes, staring into her eyes. "Will you marry me?"

The Frenchwoman shook her head. "I... already have, apparently."

"Not like that." Mara said with adamant determination in her voice. "Damn it Leli, I don't want our marriage to begin at some Casino. I want a real wedding in a fancy Cathedral, with all our friends and family, on a sun-dappled Spring morning. Will you make me the happiest woman in the entire world?"

Leliana swallowed hard, and nodded repeatedly with the greatest smile in the world dancing on her lips. "Yes. Yes my love, of course I will." Mara slide the ring on her finger and stood again, kissing her fiancée on the lips.

"I love you so much." She whispered.

"I love you too." Leliana murmured. "What about your job?"

Mara shook her head. "Don't worry about that. We'll work everything out." She giggled. "And we're millionaires, aren't we? We'll be fine."

"How much did we spend last night?"

She reached over and picked up the Bill from the table, and gave a low whistle. "A little over thirty thousand." She read off.

"Oh my!" Leliana shrieked. "In one night?! How could we spend that much?!"

Mara slowly shook her head. "Welll, it looks like we spent quite a bit at that French restaurant we went to, and then apparently we went to a dance club, and then I guess we got married. After that, it looks like I somehow made twenty dollars at Slots before promptly losing another thousand at Blackjack..." She trailed off, her eyes wide.

"What is it?" Leliana whispered.

"Apparently I bought a motorcycle..." She shook her head. "Oh god. I don't even like driving in cars. Why did I buy that?" Mara sighed heavily. "Well, after that it looks like we went to a couple of fast-food places, and then we spent another hundred at a..." She sighed, shaking her head heavily. "Video store, before coming back here."

"Oh god." Leliana sighed, hanging her head in shame. "I've never spent so much in one night before. We must have been so drunk."

Mara nodded. "I certainly hope so. Otherwise, why did we order Anchovy tacos from three separate Dell Taco's?" She shook her head gently "It's a very good thing I won all that money, I suppose."

Leliana gave a low laugh. "How are you so calm about all of this?"

Mara shrugged. "Hey, what do I have to be angry about? I'm married to the prettiest French girl in the world, I have a bright future ahead of me, and a whole lot of money. Seems like I have the perfect life."

"I love you. So, so much." Leliana whispered.

"I love you too." Mara met her for a gentle kiss. "Now, come give you fiancée some loving, will you?"

"Now that I know I'm good at." Leliana giggled, and kissed her lover. "I don't know how I deserve you." Mara tried to say something, but was cut off by another kiss. "Hush, my darling. Let me take care of you."

And with that she pinned Mara against the bed, and kissed her again.

"This time," Mara teased. "I'm drunk on love."

Leliana giggled, and kissed her softly.