"The Giardini la mortella?" Markris scrunched his face when the driver turned to the famous garden.

"Yep." Jorginho nodded beside him.

"So an outdoor wedding then." He said, stroking his chin.

"With lots of people," Jorginho squinted his eyes to see through the tinted glass. "I presume." He added.

Markris scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Of course. It would have been much more surprising if many people were not invited."

"Just take a deep breath, and let's get it over with. Okay?" Jorginho grabbed his friend's knee, starting to feel sorry for him. It must be a challenging position to be in. He couldn't imagine being forced to do anything....