You answer her.

You look Emily up-&-down a while at first. Honestly, you're both well-aware you've seen it plenty. This is just killing time so you can think of a good response. Finally, you have it.

"Well, Emily," you say, "to be honest, it doesn't change how I feel all that much!"

"What do you mean?!" she immediately asks, sounding very offended. "Isn't this the sort of thing you've DREAMED about?!"

"Yes... You, specifically!" you tell her. "I just wish my friends could've been here! I bet they would have had some things to say to me."

"I hope these 'friends' you speak of weren't other women!" she yells, immediately sounding like a jealous girlfriend or wife.

"Well.... A few," you answer honestly. "But anyway, it's not so much about them being here; I was hoping I'd get a wedding present or 2!"

"I took care of THAT!" she replies, surprising you. "It should be waiting back at the hot tub!"

Before you can question her, she runs off in that direction as fast as her current clothing will allow.