Imagine the group planning a wedding.
Wes: Couldn’t be bothered to go to a wedding because... he’s Wes.
Riley: Would probably want everyone in a leather suit.
Ember: EVERYBODY. IS. COMING. IN. THEIR. DRAGON. FORMS. FUCK YOU TALON.
Dante: Everyone in suits. Everyone. Even the bride. Bride suits.
Jade: Monks, over there. Dragons, over there. St George... *sighs and realises she has to* will be over there.
Garret: Okay... We’ll need 500 seats for everyone coming from St. George... and like, 5 for everyone else.













