"Son, come take a look at your suits, they're all ready, there are ten sets prepared. If that's not enough, we can have another ten sets custom made as backups." Madam Parker called Martez Parkerr over.
Martez glanced at the dresses and suits, suddenly feeling a bit lost. The expression on the Parkers' faces was full of joy, as if they were the ones getting married instead of him, the groom.
"Why are you wearing that expression?" Madam Parker noticed that there was not a hint of a smile on Martez's face.
Martez remained silent, and Madam Parker spoke earnestly, "Tiffany Moore is such a great catch, and she loves you deeply. What more could you ask for? A wife should be virtuous, and among all the eligible ladies in Philadelphia, she's top-notch."
"Mom, are you happy being married to dad?" Martez asked in reply.