Marta - Reception
Marta loved weddings, especially when they were for friends.
She'd sniffled a little during the service, forgotting that she was technically still in a bad mood with Aaron when she grabbed for his hand. When she'd walked into the reception tent, she'd gasped at the way it was decorated and laughed when she noticed all the different glassware from the labs, and then she'd decided to drink wine. Red wine. Aaron would be drinking whatever he wanted, more than likely liquor, but she wanted red wine.
"Can you get the drinks if I get us something to eat?" she asked Aaron as she quickly checked her eye make-up - she had sniffled quite a bit during the service, after all - before looking round at him with a smile.