"Wow. Undersized dwarf, I must say you actually look quite beautiful."

"Thankyou, Santana. You don't look too bad yourself."

"Well, Mary said he'd invite a few of his friends. Thought I'd better make an effort."

"When are you going to call him Kurt?"

"When are you going to throw out your high school clothes? Ah, I believe these are our seats?"

"... I'm excited. Are you excited?"

"I'm pissing my pants with sheer excitement."

"...fine. Ooh, oh Santana, look. Isn't he handsome?"

"Very. Eyes front."

"But-"

"Eyes front!"

"Why?"

"Because I am sick of the sound of your squealing."

"...isn't it all so pretty?"

"I want to barf rainbows, Nose. Barfrainbows."

"Santana!"

"You're whispering too loud."

".... Do you think he'll be late?"

"We saw him not thirty second ago."

"Oh. Right. ... Are you excited?"

"You've already asked me that."

"Oh. So I have. Well do you-"

"Berry? Will you please,pleasejust... shut up."

"... Do you think I could sing at the reception?"

"I think you can do whatever you want. I, however, have a migraine."

"So you want me to..."

"Be quiet? That'd be fantastic."

"I don't know why I agreed to-"

"Ssh. It's starting!"

"..... Friends. Family. We are gathered here today to witness a very special union between..."

"Can you believe that Kurt is-"

"Shut. Up."

"...You came here as two, but will leave as one. You have written your own vows, and I am only too happy to be here today to make a reality of the dream you have created."

"Oh, Sanny, it's so-"

"Shh!"

"Before we go any further, I must ask: if anyone can show just cause why this couple cannot lawfully be joined together in matrimony, let them speak now or forever hold their peace. ... No. Then let us begin. Kurt, would you like to start?"

"I would. Um, when I met you, I felt like everything that was going wrong suddenly started to go right. The crash I experienced-"

"Kurt?"

"...Blaine?"