The Bride

"You may kiss the bride," the clerk said monotonously, already reaching for the stamp to finalize the certificate. Of course, he didn't actually need to wait for them to kiss—it was just a formality. But according to the higher-ups, even the smallest traditions had to be followed to the letter. Rules were rules, after all.

When neither of them moved, the clerk sighed impatiently, tapping his fingers against the desk. He needed to get back to his lunch and this couple was going to stand here and waste his time? He raised an eyebrow and spoke snidely, "What? Are you afraid you won't be able to stop once you start?"