Visit your bride

"Time to visit my wife," you say, walking off towards where she's preparing for the wedding.

You reach a wooden door where you know she changes inside. You press down on the handle, but the door's locked. You rap your knuckles against he door, waiting patiently.

"Who is it?" Taylor asks from behind the locked door.

"A handsome warlord," you say through the door. "Open up!"

"I can't!" Taylor protests. "It's bad luck for the groom to see the wife before the wedding."

"Fuck luck, I don't give a shit. I just want to meet up. Oh, come the door!"

"I can't! I'll see you later, and I promise I'll make it up to you tonight," she replies.

Well fuck, this is annoying. You consider smashing through the doors, but that seems like effort you'd rather spend doing something with better results than getting yelled at. Time to find something else to do.