Michael leaned over. “Tell her you want the peonies. Use the voice.”
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“Florals,” Helga barked, flipping to tab fourteen. “Princess, you requested peonies. But peonies are out of season. We have substituted carnations.” Michael leaned over
“Not your father, child. His father.” ” Helga barked
“I can’t walk down the aisle in this. I’ll fall. I’ll break my nose. Our wedding video will go viral for all the wrong reasons.”