Blue has always been his favourite color,

hers was the palest shade of green. He lived in a vast mansion were fields of roses greeted him as he woke up, she in an apartment were her only source of greenery were her mother's poinsettias.

He saw her while he was on his Bentley, waiting for the doggone traffic sign to turn green. She saw him while she was on her way to the subway, tripping on the styrofoam cups that littered the sidewalk.

He invited her to lunch that same day. She agreed.

Today he's saying his vows; she's itching to do the same.

"I do."