Someone else sees the truck bearing the cake, and out rushes the mother of the bride, holding down the ends of her form fitting tan dress in one hand, and carrying her heels in the other. "Show me the cake for my darling Tiffany's wedding! I want to know it arrived perfectly for her big day!" The men comply and open the door to the back, and show her the cake.
"Oh wonderful!" she exclaims. "This will be just perfect. At least that bastard ex-husband of mine did something right. Now come with me and I'll show you where you will be putting this cake." She starts walking back to the church doors and both the men follow, eager to relieve themselves of their burden and go finish their deliveries.
As you watch all this you realize they left the backdoor partially open and completely unattended. Do you replace yourself with the little groom standing on top of the cake? Or do you find another way in.
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