Amy and Nathaniel from the restaurant are getting married in July. They asked me if I'd be their wedding photographer. I said, "Of Course!" They said "How much?" I said, "You're poor, and I love you both, consider it my wedding gift." They hemmed and hawed about wanting to pay me, and I told them to shush. They need all the money they can get, and I was going to be at the wedding anyway, so really, it's no skin off my back.
Today, I received email confirmation of my reservation at the hotel for the wedding. Except that I didn't make a reservation. I planned on driving down to Santa Cruz, not drinking, and driving back that night. They made the reservation and pre-paid it for me so I could stay. Of course Nathaniel added the stipluation that it was a "no smoking, no my sister" room.
His sister is the only single woman attending the wedding.