"I was thinking about the beach but if you want somewhere else, we can do that too. We should probably have a weather contingency plan," Bucky says, tapping his chin while he thinks. "Because we should have great weather, we always do, but if something happens we're still gonna want to get married on the day."
They don't get a lot of rain in California but it is a little more common close to the ocean than it is inland. Bucky would hate to have to reschedule a whole outside wedding because they had no backup plan.
"So the backup plan can just be the house, if that's okay?"
"Of course." She paused, then lifted her head to look at him quizzically. "Won't your Catholic parents prefer a church for the actual wedding? I thought I overheard her saying something to your dad about that the other day. It's perfectly fine with me, and it might actually go over very well with the press. More authenticity, that sort of thing."
Resituating her head beneath Bucky's chin, Natasha added, "Their church isn't all that far, it shouldn't be too much of a chore to relocate after the service. And if we have the reception here or down on the beach, it'll be that much closer to home. So to speak."
"I mean, we could have a priest come down to the beach but if you want it in a church, sure. It's our wedding," Bucky says, shrugging. "I don't care what the press says about my wedding. It's none of their business. I'm doing what we want, not what looks good for them."
Bucky has figured out that what he wants in this probably doesn't matter much since weddings are the bride's territory so maybe he should just go along with Natasha and not argue it.
She wasn't going to argue about the press any further. James Barnes was a grown man; he shouldn't need her to remind him how to handle his business. She didn't work for the label anymore. Ironically, Natasha realized she hadn't given much thought to even going back to work, lately. But that was definitely a headache for later.
"This might surprise you," she heard herself say, a rue amusement in her voice, "but I really don't know a lot about weddings, James. Other than they're expensive, and there's a big fuss about dresses and caterers."
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They don't get a lot of rain in California but it is a little more common close to the ocean than it is inland. Bucky would hate to have to reschedule a whole outside wedding because they had no backup plan.
"So the backup plan can just be the house, if that's okay?"
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Resituating her head beneath Bucky's chin, Natasha added, "Their church isn't all that far, it shouldn't be too much of a chore to relocate after the service. And if we have the reception here or down on the beach, it'll be that much closer to home. So to speak."
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Bucky has figured out that what he wants in this probably doesn't matter much since weddings are the bride's territory so maybe he should just go along with Natasha and not argue it.
"Whatever you want to do."
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She wasn't going to argue about the press any further. James Barnes was a grown man; he shouldn't need her to remind him how to handle his business. She didn't work for the label anymore. Ironically, Natasha realized she hadn't given much thought to even going back to work, lately. But that was definitely a headache for later.
"This might surprise you," she heard herself say, a rue amusement in her voice, "but I really don't know a lot about weddings, James. Other than they're expensive, and there's a big fuss about dresses and caterers."