Mac sighed with a smile, feeling there was a tiny bit of hope in reeling this spiralling situation back.. maybe not into his full grasp of control but perhaps into some amenable understanding. Just long enough to perform this wedding then hopefully never have the need to step into this strange dimension ever again. Suddenly he welcomed the idea of being bombarded by the oldies after a sermon. Hell yeah, bring it on! Anything, as long as he could make it through this bizarre scenario and event. First, however, was choosing his words carefully in how he answered Sukey's loaded question.<br/><br/>"Sukey, I get the instant impression I can and should totally level with you. It must not be a surprise that Clara and I more than started off on the wrong foot." In fact I'm surprised, he thought, she didn't slice mine clean off. "In fact, I take full responsibility for it all! I responded in an unprofessional manner." Now, for the hard part. "But I am human. And while I did exasperate the situation, Clara reacted in an unconventional way as well. I have a bad habit of speaking too quickly and in my mind, I keep calling her 'that woman'.. which I shouldn't blurt out! I admit! And I won't again. In respect to her as a woman and as one who is holding precious lives inside her womb." Mac feigned a casual expression but hoped beyond all hope, he didn't sound sarcastic. He didn't mean it that way. But it did sound a bit thickly coated.