There may yet be an opportunity for me to attend their wedding in the greater New York area, or then again they may, for all I know, decide to get married with only their parents and a minister present (I am not the parent of either party, nor am I a minister of any kind, which is how you can tell me from skzbrust if you're in a hurry and can't think how else do so; also potentially useful information for telling me apart from people: I am shorter than jonsinger) or run off to Gretna Green or something else completely. Should I receive any information that seems directly relevant to getting together for dinner somewhere outside my usual run of dinner locations (Gretna Green, for example), I will be sure to let you know.
More later, but probably not about this, because I can't think what more I'd have to say about this. Except that I haven't previously wanted an icon of myself in Regency dress, but suddenly one seems appropriate due to my unexpected and bizarre fixation on Gretna Green. I expect if I lie down the feeling will pass, only it hasn't for several parties of my acquaintance, so I'm a bit worried on that score.