#greg noble

The Pinnacle Gardens | Cocktail Hour | 5:00 PM

*indistinct chatter*

Maggie: …such a romantic ceremony.

Carmen: Absolutely breathtaking…

Victor: *enthusiastically* Chidiadi, you son of a gun!

Chi: *emphatically* Victor Feng! How in the world have you been?!

Anitha: Are you friends of the bride or the groom?

Coco: I’ll give you this; your family does nothing in half measures, that’s for sure!

Glo: Xa-Xa?! Baby, is that you?

Coco: *smirks, whispering* Xa-Xa?

Glo: Have you been hiding from me?

Xan: From you, Auntie? Never. Hey, Greg.

Greg: Long time, no see.

Glo: And who might you be, beautiful?

Coco: Coco, ma’am. I’m Coco Hutton.

Greg: A pleasure.

Glo: *smirking* So, you and your mother have been keeping secrets, I see—

Xan: No, no, no… Coco and I are just friends— *Coco laughs nervously*

Glo: So were me and Greg. Most of my business comes from “friendship”. *both laugh*

Xan: Aunt Gloria owns a well renowned bridal boutique in Willow Creek’s Crawdad Quarter. She even, on occasion, does some custom design work. *Coco nods, impressed*

Glo: And I hope to work with you very soon, dear.

*Coco & Xan laugh uncomfortably*

Greg: *chortles* Quit torturing the boy, Glo.

*bell chimes to signal the Reception Hall opening*

Xan: Would you look at that? Saved by the bell.