"Do I know them?" I asked.
"I don't think so. Why?"
"Because I want to go and take pictures, too. For my blog."
"That's fine, but you'd better hurry up and get cleaned up, because we need to leave here in fifteen minutes."
On our way to Medina, I asked, "Where's the wedding at?"
"The Old Timer."
"Wow! That is way too cool. I bet it's going to be the first wedding ever, at The Old Timer or at least the first wedding that Debbie's Old Timer has ever had..."
Ten minutes before wedding bell time, we arrived at The Old Timer and I started taking pictures of the famous store, outside and inside, that our good friend Debbie Martin owns, while Tony took off to go talk to Sherylyn and Luis.