"Awesome." Jimmy grinned. "And of course. And I don't think it's you that's causing the problem as much as the bulldogs you call brothers." She laughed.
"So I should let you know that Tuesday about five, there's a dress fitting." She reached across the table in a desperate move. "I need you. My cousins making up the rest of the bridal party will be there and I cannot stand to be in the same room with them more than ten minutes without a buffer. Besides, we'll need to find a dress that looks good on you too." Jimmy smiled. "I'm thinking something black with maybe a green sash? And maybe you can help me convince my Ma to let me wear a suit." She knew it wasn't going to be a chance in hell, but she was still aiming toward pants at the reception at least.