"It is my day, which means I can do whatever I want. That's how it works, right?" He brings her into a graceful spin, then back against his chest. Though he had complied with her no press urging, it hardly matters. Everyone in the crowd has their phone up, capturing the moment for Twitter Instagram and Facebook better than any news station would. "Hashtag Wedding of the Century if you please!" What? He wants to be able to sort through this all later and share the best ones on his own page.

Soon enough, the song is over and Steve approaches. His hold around her waist stutters at the poke, bringing his hand into his side and giving her a wounded look. Everyone is always poking him, it's so rude. "You had every say. You had the say." And for a minute he really thought she might say no. Not because she doesn't want to be with him but because he went all out, yet again; when things could have been quaint and simple. He'll make sure the actual wedding day is everything Pepper wants. But this is what he needed after all the drama leading up.