Miss Taken or Mistaken. I'm not sure which is most correct.
You see, I found out I'm married. Yes, yes, I have taken the plunge and I'm married. It all started so innocently. I was there. He was there. There was music and dancing. He asked for my hand and I took it. The music overcame me and I found myself winding round and round, in and out, twisting and turning. Oblivious to any spectators, I threw inhibitions to the wind and tossed my head back. When the music ended, I was informed I had just performed the marriage dance.
Um...meet Miss-Taken and Chief-Contestant-So-You-Think-You-Can-Dance.
And here's my new sister in law Tiger Lily. She kept saying something about her friend Peter and never wanting to grow up. Not sure what that was all about.