"Oh, the poor young girls. We'll always have the internet. The internet doesn't have any naked Darke on it, does it? I'm relying on you for that, Little Wing."
Any response Carrie was going to give was interrupted by an old couple who looked like the template for all grandparents, everywhere. He had a video camera, and both of them had Hawaiian shirts that were so loud that somewhere in the world Superman was looking for earplugs.
"You two are so sweet," said the lady. "Are you on your honeymoon, by chance?"