Welcome to Purgatory

[Archie is going to head into All Passions today, in desperate need of a dress uniform. When things are slow at work tonight, he'll speak a message.]

Is there anyone in the village who could perform a wedding? A priest or other official? I'm...getting married.

[He sounds a tad stunned about it, too. Even if it's been over a month since this was decided.]

[Filtered to Dawn Summers: Fail%. Archie is not well-practiced at this.]

Dawn,

It's a bit late for St. Valentine's Day, with the experim but I wrote something for you. Tradition and all I couldn't do this last week, so I'm sending it to you this way. I hope the filter works. Here it is Keep in mind I'm no poet

Helena, the stars are brighter in your eyes than in the sky
Helena, the moonlight glowing in your skin is far less shy
Yet you laugh as if the world is small and you are woman-sized
Till I believe that nothing good within it can be compromised

Worth a laugh, at any rate You must think me a complete All the same, I have thought about

I should like to court you properly. If you like, that is. It's a lovely evening, and I shall be at the fountain. I hope to see you.

Yours,

Archie

[/Filtered]


[OOC: And at the fountain he will be, holding a small package and looking like a nervous wreck.  Trolls welcome.]