"Sorry, too many questions?" She doesn't wait for his response before nodding to herself and prepping her story. "Look, y'can't judge me, I made this plan when I was six, it's been on the back burner a long time. But yeah whatever. Uh, I wanted ta get married on a beach in Jamaica, and I'd have this huge band play the wedding march for when I walked down the aisle. And Tommy, my big brother would walk me down and be my maid of honor. And my dress. It'd be either very southern style dresses, y'know like swing dance shit? Or like somethin' real slimming. No ball gowns, no extravagant beadin' 'r nothin'. Just somethin' real pretty." She laughs into her hands, "I'm rambling."