Body Language

Chapter 1

Ally: Oh my god. Tell me he's not gonna do this. Tell me she's not gonna let him do this. Why does she wanna marry this guy?
Renee: She hit 30.
Ally: If I ever get that desperate, just drop a big rock on my head.
Wedding MC: Okay, you single guys, come on up! There's music...
Ally: I hate weddings.
Renee: Me, too.
Ally: Why, do you think?
Renee: We're alone.
Ally: Oh, yeah. That.
Renee: We're almost set to the part where they'll play "Shout."
Ally: "Mack the Knife."
Renee: "New York New York."
Wedding MC: We've got Tory with a pair of bouquet. Come on, you single girls. This is a moment you've been waiting for. You know what they say. The one who catches it is the next to marry.
Ally: Well, I guess we shouldn't be rude.
Renee: Guess not. I hate this part.
Ally: Who comes up with these customs, anyway? Why does the whole room think we're rushing to get married?
Bride: Cindy, Mindy, Aunt Marge. This is for you.
Ally: Just get it over with.
Renee: Please.