I have a gun and am shooting through this glass at a groom. It doesn’t work so the wedding goes on. I don’t witness the wedding ceremony, but I am at the reception. The groom is an unusual man. He is tall and I see him wearing a dark, tan coat with a large, dark brown, fur collar.
I talk a long time with the bride. She is very smart and independent. I ask a lot of questions about the groom. I learn to appreciate him.
Some scene where these guys spray the rooms with bug repellent. They spray around a baby boy in a crib. I pick him up. He is fine. (I worry about the spray getting on him). It is late and I head home. Feeling: all is well