[Well, that couldn't be a clearer rejection. Still, it was enough--by the time the man pulls away, he has the knife hidden behind his wrist.] Oh alright, I'll stop embarrassing you. [He sighs, sizing up the bride. Should he? It's becoming increasingly tempting. But he'd rather wait for a distraction.
Or some sign he won't be alone in the attack.] But... what to do about this awful mix-up?
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Or some sign he won't be alone in the attack.] But... what to do about this awful mix-up?