Down the church steps tumbled two men. Not separately did their tuxedoed forms roll and bounce, rather, due to the pair’s firm grips, there looked like no chance of release for the dueling double.

Grunting, they hit the sidewalk. Behind them was the screaming bride, followed by both sides of a large wedding.

Ignoring the onlookers, the combatants continued to wrestle. One was blond and ruddy-faced, wearing an elegant suit that was now dirtied and torn. The other was bald and wore a tuxedo sustaining equal damage. Neither appeared to be winning, but their determination was malevolent.

Fortunately, the wedding guests prevented this from occurring, restraining them both. The bride stopped screaming, but she was a sobbing mess on the pavement, her tears ruining her makeup and dress. Her parents were embracing her, keen on ushering the disturbance indoors.

It seemed that both males, however, were keen on disagreeing. Both screamed claim to purchasing the bride‘s diamonds. Insisting that they had receipts at home for the exorbitantly priced stones, they debated into the night. It seemed unending, until a disappointed and frustrated bride tore ring off her finger, walked to the nearest sewer, and deposited them there.

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