John

John Anderson marveled at the majesty of the Aphrodite Bridal Boutique and Salon. The boutique was its own four story mall with sections dedicated to jewelry, make up, accessories, and of course gowns.

At the front desk a woman in a black blazer and red dress stood talking with another female employee.

"Just make sure the bride to be is completely prepared for her wedding day," she said to the employee. "We don't want to send her out missing anything."

With that the employee rushed off up an escalator, disappearing into a sea of finery. The woman turned her attention to John, "Oh you must be here for a pick up. My name is Petra. May I have your name?"

"John Anderson," responded John.

"Who are you picking up for?" She asked with a smile.