A blog dialogue- The Reception

'It's love on a plate'

Jameil salivates over the mexican themed menu nodding her approval. Sitting next to her, Stace is engrossingly engaged in conversation with Roxy over the pro's and con's of the 'Glow in the Dark' tour, as Hadassah interjects every now and then with questions about the concert.

At the table sitting directly adjacent, Jintu sits nibbling on Queen's neck as she looks thru his phone and finds photos of Aijay, Aijay, and more Aijay. He pushes his phone away from her fingers and tries to get her to focus on what he was doing, but she couldn't help but be distracted at the thought that maybe the love of his car overshadowed his love for her. Niga, shaking her head at the blatant public display of affection, listens intensely as Zephi continues on discussing the current situations that have plagued her educational pursuits.

Across the room, Soum and Eb sit at the table that was previously assigned to KB and -1- with Lea and Sojourn. It was at this point that Eb finally asked the question that people had been wondering…

'Ummm, Lea, what the hell IS it with you and Coro.na bottles. I mean, does it have this affect that I have missed out on?'

Lea smiles seductively, looking over at Sojourn who mouths the word no, and leans over to Eb…

'Let's just say that Coron.a's remind me of someone I truly appreciate.' and with that, Lea promptly got up from the table and went over to the open bar, where Rashan and I stood chatting.

'Hey, you haven't been around lately…What's up with that?'

'No, I have… I've just more limited in my commenting…but I'm still around.'

'Oh, ok. Bartender…can I have a sex on the beach please?'

I laugh as Rashan whispers a suggestive comment in my ear.

'Where is your daaate?' Diva breaks into Rashan's verbal teasing with a sing songy note when saying date.

'No comment.'

I laugh and walk away from them as Diva starts asking pointed questions about what ran thru Rashan's mind when he invited a STRIPPER to the wedding.

I sit down at the table near the dj that houses Swag, Charles, 1980, and Cannon… none of which were assigned to this table. I walked in just as Swag tried to convince the rest of the men that Te.edra is the most beautiful R&B artist, while Charles rolls his eyes and 80 nods his head in slight agreement, but not complete.

'Where is your lady friend Cann?'

'Yo! Shorty is fronting. I know she wants to fuck, but she just actin sooo nutty! like, WTF?!?!? Grow up and spread your legs, please.'

Swag, Charles, and 1980 stop in mid sentence and just look at Cannon. I shake my head and get up to leave and as I walk away I hear Charles mumble to Swag...

'I can't believe he actually just said that.'

It is announced the brides are about to make their entrance, so everyone takes a seat in their designated tables. I look over at 1/3 and smile a knowing smile as KB and -1- walk into the room. Don stands clapping and cheering, and Dessex whistles from his seat. One Man and Rashan pound on the table like concert fans. Walking hand in hand, KB still manages to pause and complete a booty tooch for the cameraman. Eb folds her arms, pouting a bit, wanting to feel that kind of joy. Soum distractingly looks around the room, not really being to attentive to his 'almost bride'. His eyes linger a bit on Deja, gliding over her curvaceous figure that was adorned by single strapped lavender corset top dress that had a straight line skirt that flowed below. His mental started doing somersaults of new dining possibilities, but was brought back to his current situation when Eb gently linked her fingers thru his. He turned, making eye contact, and smiled gently, not letting it completely reach his eyes. And she knew....

As dinner began, there was a tremendous crash in the back of the room. Everyone looked at each other and tried to identify the noise. From behind the shrubbery strategically placed in the back of the room, Lea walks out with hair disheveled, dress askew, and makeup completely destroyed. Soon to follow....Sojourn.... and.....