What… where are you going?

She is a determined worker, I must admit. But personally, I would’ve changed out of that wedding dress. I don’t think that’s the right choice of clothing for waiting tables…
What… where are you going?

She is a determined worker, I must admit. But personally, I would’ve changed out of that wedding dress. I don’t think that’s the right choice of clothing for waiting tables…
Cake! And celebrations!
Leo: “Man, just imagine. This will be us one day…”
Jan: “Ahaha…. sure. One day.” *nervous laughing*
Jan, you’re clapping at the tree. I appreciate your enthusiasm, but… no.
Mr and Mrs Andrea Hogan
(Andrea, classy as always, insisted on Pao wearing a “very fancy suit” I don’t know the name of- neither English nor native tongue (it’s not a smoking, is it?). He would have been fine marrying her in a swimsuit, but hey! The things you do for the woman you love.)
“Can you write him a card or something? You really have a way with words!”
… I literally wished a widow “a nice day” AT HER HUSBAND FUNERAL not too long ago…
So very inappropriate, ladies!
(One of you is married and the other one wasn’t even invited! Komei is scandalised!)
“Nice wedding and all, but did you hear about how Joe picked a fight with Brandon twenty years ago?”
Sigh…
You guessed correctly! It’s a wedding!

Komei is not happy about my stategic fridge placement. Get lost! There will be friggin cake, sheesh!
Ah, the Hogans! Where Tabby the cat reigns with an iron fist… and there is a wedding arch in the background? What could it mean?