Probably to take care of some guests who did not want to attend the post-ceremony dinner party, the two best men began to distribute wedding gifts before the ceremony.
Jason and Wes argued for a while at the side entrance of the church as usual. In the end, Jason was in charge of the front row, and Wes was in charge of the back row, aliens.
Among the guests in the front row, there were families with children. After receiving the pink handbag gift, they handed it directly to their children. The children happily opened it and began to eat the chocolate inside. After eating it now, you can get another one when you leave, what a deal.
As for the people in the back row, naturally no one was interested in chocolates. The money and time spent on Cliff's wedding were far beyond what a box of chocolates could cover. What they were more curious about was the small metal bottle in the handbag, a new gadget.
The first person to have the consciousness to open the wine bottle was Sibera. She looked at the wine bottle in her hand with suspicious eyes, and then looked at the soul-like aliens around her who were retreating one after another with a foreboding look. There were even two wandering souls. The twists and contractions turned into two specks of dust in the air. Sibella opened the bottle cap and smelled it. He frowned and looked at Zach, who was still being harassed and chatting by Rita.
Zach naturally smiled and nodded in response, then glanced around at the guests in the back row who were paying attention to Sibella's movements and then turned their attention to him, "You're welcome."
"Are you willing to give it up?" Rita also received a gift that belonged to her. She played with the metal wine bottle in her hand, "Everyone has one. You can bleed for a day."
Zach raised his eyebrows and looked at the 'General' with a cautious expression, "His."
Zach's voice was not loud, but it was enough for the alien guests in the back row to hear. The 'General's face became more cautious, because he found that more people were focusing their attention on him. Some people even silently put the wine bottle in their pocket, then left their seats and began to approach the 'general', "The first time we met, I was..."
Few people dare to approach Alpha and vampires casually. Even Alice, the Great Dane, and that strange face (Mo) who I can't figure out what he is, but 'General', a new vampire, has prepared such an expensive gift for his first appearance, so he doesn't want to go Thanks, how can this be done!
Don't worry about the 'general' who is officially involved in the alien society. I just ask him not to forget to be grateful for Zach's hard work when he gets to know these new 'friends'. Then, we should pay attention to Zach.
"I don't need my father's talent. I can tell that you, the 'new kid', are very uncomfortable!" Rita also didn't pay attention to her own volume, and the 'general' who was cautious in socializing with new friends looked embarrassed.
Zach smiled and waved his hand, "Then help him feel more comfortable. My 'child' can't be too unsociable." After saying that, Zach stood up. "I noticed someone was more uncomfortable and I went to help that person."
Rita followed Zach's gaze. I saw the person sitting in the back seat in the background, it was Emilia. Rita pursed her lips, but still smiled, and shook the earrings that were so big that they almost stuck to her shoulders, "Okay, I'll take you 'kid' for a spin." There was a blind man on his fingernails. Eyes of sequined fingers. Pointing at the embarrassed 'general' who was surrounded by aliens, he made a hook.
"Thank you." Zach said no more, walked around the seat and walked towards Amelia's seat.
Amelia had just received the wedding gift from Wes, and she opened it directly out of boredom and irritation. The carefully packed chocolate box was torn open. The female doctor picked up a heart-shaped piece of chocolate, twitched the corner of her eye, and stuffed the whole piece into her mouth.
Then, she looked at the wine bottle in the gift bag with her lips curled up, rolled her eyes, and unscrewed the cap...
Well, Emilia naturally won't pay as much attention to Sibera's actions as other alien races, and naturally, she won't know what's going on. I'm afraid, what she is thinking about right now is that the host of the wedding was considerate after all and provided alcohol for this boring wedding...
"Are you going to drink it without even confirming what it is?" Zach smiled, and when the mouth of the bottle in Amelia's hand was about to touch the female doctor's lips, he sat down next to her.
"That's great." Amelia put down the bottle, chewed the chocolate in her mouth a few times, and then looked at Zach beside her with helpless eyes, "Don't you have anyone else to harass you? You must come and chat with me.”
Zach raised his eyebrows and gestured behind him, "Look."
Amelia turned her head and looked at the seat behind him. Grande was sitting in the last row. Alpha was already taking a nap. No one was close to him at all. Instead, behind the seat, a bunch of people were surrounding him and talking happily (the general and Rita). This was a contrast.
Amelia curled her lips and turned back, "I shouldn't have come at all." Another heart-shaped chocolate was thrown into her mouth, "Huh, you too."
Zach looked at the wine bottle in Amelia's hand, as if he might take a sip at any time, "It's not up to you to judge my affairs. It's you." Zach raised his eyebrows, " I didn’t expect that you, a person who always emphasizes not having contact with foreign races, would come.”
"Do you think I want to?" Amelia turned away irritably. "Cliff asked my assistant to send a message that all Harrison's friends would be here. Of course I know what friends he was talking about." , "I can't give up this opportunity, even a little bit of news is good..." Amelia closed her eyes, sighed, and shook her head, "Nothing."
Then she glared at Zach, "Maybe they knew it but didn't tell me! My major may be in the study of human psychology, but it's not like I can't tell that someone's body movements are avoiding me! "
Zach pursed his lips and said, "Then why don't you ask further?"
"Asking? What are you asking for?" Emilia rolled her eyes at Zach angrily, "I'm just an ordinary person. I can force...people like you" aliens, "What?"
Zach was silent for a while. He was not ready to give Amelia any uncertain hope. It was time to change the subject. After Amelia stuffed the third piece of chocolate into her mouth, she raised the bottle again and tried to lubricate it. When I touched the sweet mouth, "There is vampire blood inside."
"Ahem!..." Amelia arched her back and coughed violently.
Zach stroked Amelia's back in a gentlemanly manner, and at the same time gave Louise in the back row a 'it's nothing' expression. Louise ignored it.
The hunched-over Amelia quickly tightened the cap of the wine bottle and turned to Zach, whose face was red from coughing. She lowered her voice, "What do you want to do!" She held the wine bottle tightly in her hand, feeling panic and panic. Without waiting for Zach to answer, she stood up abruptly. Looking around the entire auditorium.
She was looking to see if all the guests got this... 'special' gift.
Zach ignored her and waited for her to sit down with a smile, "Did you find it? Of course not everyone has it."
Amelia also noticed. She sat back heavily, frowned and stared at Zach for a while, then twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "Then I don't want it either." She put the bottle into Zach's hand.
After all, psychiatrists rely on observation, so Emilia naturally discovered that none of the human guests had this special gift.
Zach's responses to childish displays were equally childish. He put his hands behind his back, avoiding Amelia's movement to return the gift, "I didn't send this, so don't return it to me."
Amelia's eyes twitched again, and she turned her head to stare at the groomsmen who had already welcomed all the guests and returned to the auditorium to entertain the guests. "You..." Amelia was quite attentive, and her eyes searched for the best man who gave this gift to her. Weiss, "Sir, sir, I return..."
With just one look, Zach asked Wes to pretend he didn't hear anything and walk away.
Amelia frowned again and looked back at Zach, who was smiling, "I don't need this. I don't want it."
As if Zach needs it, does the sheep need the wool that is cut off? So, Zach shamelessly changed the topic again, "Shepard is here this morning. Thank you for the arrangement."
"You're welcome." Amelia pouted. I haven’t forgotten to insist, “I don’t want this…”
"He mentioned that your project plans to provide medical help to veterans?" Zach continued to ignore, "Mrs. Quinn is really an admirable philanthropist." Who knows what Zach is thinking.
"You don't need to say things that everyone knows!" Amelia was already getting impatient and continued to insist, "I don't want..."
"Shepard said that his job is to protect some precious medicines. There shouldn't be any danger, right?" Zach naturally... continued to ignore it, used a questioning and concerned face, looked at Emilia, and then turned into He smiled and shook his head, "Haha, I'm worried about this new friend. He should be a good soldier. After all, he has been tempered in the war and cannot handle any danger. Hahaha."
Amelia opened her mouth and tightened her hand on the wine bottle. She said no more, smart woman.
But our vampire just doesn’t know what it means to give up at the first sight. At this time, he looked at Emilia with a meaningful look, raising his eyebrows from time to time, and he didn’t know what he was deliberately playing with.
"You're so meddlesome." Amelia twitched her lips as the wine bottle was put into her bag. "This is a project of Mrs. Quinn and me. It has nothing to do with you."
Zach retracted his bored fiddling expression and nodded, "Just, be safe." This was very sincere. It was still uncertain whether Harrison could 'return', but if Harrison came back, Amelia would... The dangers of getting caught up in Quinn and Smith's laundering scheme make things, in some ways, not make sense.
"You don't need to remind me." Amelia no longer looked at Zach, lowered her head, and seemed to be thinking about something, "I can protect myself." She turned her face towards Zach, her eyebrows raised, "As long as... "Probably, when she said this, she herself was hesitating, "Yes, I can control people's affairs."
Strange words.
Zach frowned slightly, realizing what Emilia really meant, "Human things? If you don't have contact with foreign races, what other inhuman things will you experience..." Zach looked at Emilia, " ?"
Zach is thinking that the matter in Amelia's hands - the project with Mrs. Quinn, is a purely human matter in the West End; there should be no clues about Harrison's whereabouts in Amelia's hands; she and James' doctor-patient relationship, but James' character determines that he will not involve anyone in interracial incidents; finally, there is Brian's situation, and Amelia seems not to want to care anymore. At this point in the conversation, Didn't she say a word? It was obvious.
Amelia pursed her lips and glanced sideways at Zach, "How's Ryan doing?" Damn it, she mentioned it.
Zach could only give up on the undiscovered situation that Amelia said and deal with the situation at hand first. "Everything is normal. There is no excessive behavior in Grande that needs to be corrected by a doctor." Because his only The behavior is to lie down and fall asleep in the guest room!
"You..." Amelia frowned, not knowing how to express it, "Correction, did he make any mistakes?"
"I wouldn't use the word 'correction'..." was all Zach could do, beating around the bush. After learning, there is always a point on the circle that is an acceptable answer to the other party, and the speaker is just a wind-up toy that will never move to the center of the circle. "But I think the current situation is, well, calm. Calm, It’s a good sign, right, doctor.”
"Don't 'doctor' me, huh." Amelia rolled her eyes and looked away, "It's almost time to send him home, and let him come to me for diagnosis. I can't last forever Free up his time, I have other patients. I'm busy!"
Zach actually felt a little warmed up. Amelia really made time to prepare for Brian as he requested, but now, Zach doesn't need it anymore, "Well, I will let him do it when I have time." He went."
"Why do you have time! Hurry up!" Amelia became impatient, "How many days have passed, I don't have time to wait forever!"
Zach looked embarrassed, "Well, this is not easy to handle. Grande has been a little busy recently. He has a funeral to prepare, and he doesn't have time..."
"Ryan works at Grande?" Look, there is always a point in the circle that is accepted by the listener. Amelia looked at Zach again, then turned away, "That's fine, he is an adult after all, he wants to Feed themselves."
Zach was pleased with how the conversation was going.
"Uh, is the funeral at 'Donna's' house?" Amelia seemed to have thought of something and asked suddenly.
"Oh, you know him?" Zach raised his eyebrows.
Amelia shook her head, "It's not me. Mrs. Quinn mentioned it that day. It seems that Donna was her former subordinate. Mrs. Quinn knew about Mr. Donna's death, but she didn't seem to know anything about the funeral arrangements. We were just chatting. Then she asked someone to inquire about it." Then, Emilia said with a speechless expression, "So the funeral you are busy with now is Mr. Donna's."
Zach nodded, "Yes."
"Humph, since you have a good relationship with Mrs. Quinn." Amelia's tone was, um, a little sarcastic. Naturally, her ability to get along with Mrs. Quinn was due to Zach, "You Mrs. Quinn should be notified.”
"Haha, an oversight." Zach stood up, "I will inform Mrs. Quinn when I get back." Zach looked at the guests who were being led back to their seats by the groomsmen, "The wedding is about to start. Do not bother you."(.)