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happened to have a girlfriend, which was a hit-and-miss sort of thing, given the nature of their business. They certainly didn't
do
social events, and the first time they received a call requesting one, they had been insulted, to a man. They specialized in dangerous, breathtaking, thrilling trips into the wilds of the world—not tea parties.
    But the requests kept popping up, and they began to realize if they didn't go with the flow on this, they might start losing some valuable clients.
    And then
this
happened—this being the wedding of the century, of course.
    What made
this
different from the previous requests was that the two stars involved—Vincent Vittorio and Olivia Dagwood—wanted their wedding to occur at the end of an extreme sports trip. Sort of a hybrid, Vince explained to them.
    Specifically, they wanted to return to the remote mountains on the border of Colorado and New Mexico, where they had filmed the epic movie
The Dane
. Vince had done some extensive training for that film, and his idea was that he and Olivia and a couple of T.A. guys would all go canyoning, which involved riding waterfalls and rappelling down rock faces or jumping in alpine pools so that they could slide down a water chute to the next foaming pool, only to climb out and up the next rock and do it again.
    At the end of their jaunt, Vince proposed that they would hike up to a pristine and beautiful little dale at the top of the San Juan Mountain range. The dale was only a quarter of a mile up from the Piedra Lodge, the luxury summer resort where they had resided during the filming of
The Dane
. In that tiny dale was an old miner's cabin that had been converted into a plush honeymoon cabin. It was, Vince said sheepishly, the setting Olivia wanted—between towering mountains covered with summer alpine wildflowers and spruce trees.
    And he was willing to pay them a shitload of dough for what Olivia wanted.
    The request had been an agonizing development for T.A. They didn't want to lose out on the chance to go canyoning—the four of them had bemoaned the fact they didn't have the time to do it before
The Dane
wrapped. They did not, however, want anything to do with a wedding. Even one tacked on to canyoning.
    But Vincent Vittorio was one of their best clients. He was a short guy, had a bit of a Napoleon complex, and was constantly toying to prove his mettle through extreme sports. In his zeal, he had brought T.A. some of their most lucrative contracts. Worse, not one of them could deny the lure of the money Vince was willing to pay them. They had quickly determined they could book an entire year's worth of expenses against what they would make off this one event.
    At first, the guys had tried to find a way out by searching for some hole in the logistics of doing a wedding there, but really the logistics weren't that difficult—the spot was remote, and the nearest airport, a two-hour drive, was only a regional one. A single two-lane road led up to the old mining sites, and even that was closed for most of the year. As a result, no one was up there save cattle, elk, and the occasional bear. It would be a cinch to keep the event private. Moreover, the lodge and honeymoon cabin were available at the time they wanted it.
    No matter how they looked at it, they couldn't find a really good reason to say no. It was just that none of them wanted to be involved in a wedding, because none of them knew
how
to be involved in a wedding.
    They needed, Jack said then, a wedding planner. He convinced them that with a wedding planner, the rest of them had to merely show up.
    But
hire
a wedding planner? Let
& female
into their inner sanctum? It seemed impossible, inconceivable, and a really bad idea. Much argument and discussion and—after a trip to the store for a case of beer and some ribs—even more argument had ensued, until the four men resolved the issue by taking a vote.
    It was three to one, Eli voting against.
    He had his reasons.
    They all knew his