Liliana was now a married woman though Aristide had mentally checked out somewhere in the middle of the ceremony. He had been there in body which he supposed was all anyone would really care about aside from his twin. It was Adrienne that had surprised Aristide back to reality. The reception part of the evening was finally commencing and Aristide was quite famished. "Think there are any roses left in stock at the shops?" He asked his twin teasingly as he eyed the displays of pink roses. He snagged a handful of some, artistic ideas for them swirling in his blond head. "These will be lovely for one of my projects, though." He always had a variety of art projects in progress scattered about his room.

"What did you think of the wedding? Think Chester Parkinson knows what he is in for?" Aristide was quite glad that he was years away from having to think of marriage. It was different for Adrienne, however. He hoped she wouldn't marry some vapid, empty headed fool. He doubted that she would, she was smarter than that but still. "I hope whoever you end up marrying has an interesting name instead of something like Chester."