Fridrik was beyond nervous, that much Lilja could tell. He was pacing across the room and fiddling with his tie. "Calm down Fridrik, you're getting married. It's not the end of the world." she signed with a small smile. It was his big day with Rada and she couldn't be happier for them. In fact, the maid of honor had just come from Rada's dressing room to say good luck to Fridrik, only to find him nervous. "I know...I've been looking forward to this for forever. I just don't want to mess it up...or what if she changes her mind?" Lilja shook her head. "She's not going to change her mind. She's crazy about you!" Her insistence made Fridrik pause for thought, but he was too nervous to think straight. He continued to rattle off possible scenarios and Lilja shook her head again before hopping off the desk she been leaning against and walking towards him. The slap sent tingles through her hand and he rubbed his jaw before looking back at her. "Better?" she signed. "Better." he signed back with a nod before he laughed. It seemed that the slap had brought him back to his senses and she couldn't help but laugh at the ridiculousness of the situation. "What would I do without you?" "Let's not find that out. Now come on! I hear you have a wedding to attend." she said with a playful wink before leaving to take her place at the head of the bride's maids train.