Hugo:We’ll take care of you.
Sam:All right. Why not!
Hugo:Good. It’s settled! Text me the flight details. I’ll meet you at the airport.
Naomi:Nothing is settled! Sam! Are you serious? The wedding is ten days out. TEN DAYS. I can’t handle any drama right now!
Jasmine: That’s … harsh.
Hugo:It’s not like she arranged to get dumped just to give you a stress headache.
Sam:Who said anything about getting dumped?
Naomi:It was going to happen sooner or later. You two had lost your spark. But did it have to happen now? Couldn’t you have waited until after the wedding? I gave the caterer a final headcount last week and Timothy was your plus one.
Sam:I was NOT dumped.
Naomi:Makes no difference. You’re down a plus one.
Sam:I’m well aware!
Jasmine:Let it go! The food won’t go to waste. Someone will eat it.
Naomi:OK … OK … Letting it go. Sorry about you and Timmy, sweetie. I love you like a sister. You know that, right?
Sam:Love you, too. Sorry I messed up your seating chart.
Naomi:No worries. I’ll sort it out with the caterer. But no one else gets dumped in the next ten days. Got that?
Hugo: We’ll do our best!
Jasmine:OMG
Naomi:Is that really too much to ask?
Sam:OK! Time to switch off mobile phones. Bye for now.
Hugo:See you soon! Going to dive into a bottle of Absolut.
Jasmine:I’m going to cry into a cup of matcha.
Naomi:I’m gutted. I don’t know what I’m going to do.
Sam:Well, I’m going to order a mimosa. I could get used to travelling first class.