Gwen just... gawked at Patience for a moment, before feeling her eyes go wide, her voice replying in a fearful tone.
"Yeah, I mean... I would, but... is that really wise? My singing voice is more dangerous than my fighting skills, yo."
She then burst out laughing, slugging Pat playfully in the shoulder as she kissed Patience on the cheek.
"But hell. Its your wedding, right? If you want me to do the Chicken Dance while wrapped in aluminum foil, I'd probably do it. Although I probably shouldn't give Weirdo McCrackhead here..." she jerked a thumb at Patience, "Any ideas."
"Anyway... we gotta all get together soon. PK needs to meet Skylar. And more importantly, she needs to meet little Bella. Like, PRONTO, right?"