Not much shocked the man of his era, but Warwick was certainly in a state of it ever since Mr. Ace Lukeson made his announcement. Gears were shifting in his head as he processed this news. And it wasn't a pleasant thought process. In July. So soon. Too soon. At least Avril and Warwick had been married properly. Then it clicked. He stood, dropping the fork he had been holding and glaring at the new couple. "'Wonderful' is not the word that I would use to describe what this is. Shame on the both of you. Of course there was another reason for the two of you to marry so quickly. Avril, get up, we are leaving."