Months later

Jane Jetson walked through the mansion. She had on a tight red dress and high heels. She waited for Spacely to come home. She couldn't believe that after Spacely had divorced that fat slut, George, the slug that he is divorced Jane and married the fat old maid. But it was just as well, now she lived a life of luxury. Anything she wanted, price didn't matter. Life was truly great.

Her honeypot quivered when Spacely opened the front door. "Where's my fiancee?" He called.

Jane jumped out and hugged him. "Right here babe!" She kissed him deeply. "I had the servants prepare a special meal."

"You ready for the wedding?" Spacely smiled.

Jane laughed, "ARE YOU? You should see the dress!"