Jonah: Oh, what a surprise. You picked a white dress. What a curveball.
Garrett: 'Cause that's exactly what a wedding should be, a series of curveballs.
Cheyenne: You guys, it's really sweet that you care, but both dresses are fugly.
Jonah: I just think that your tastes are a little more along the lines of my grandmother's.
Garrett: Okay, well, I just think that your tastes are a little more along the lines of a Wiccan space queen.
Jonah: What?
Garrett: What's your dream wedding, anyway? A bunch of people sweating in a field while some jag reads from The Velveteen Rabbit?