#he's definitely some combination of Mediterranean and Latin in my headcanon

[katriniac]

Silvio hates your wedding customs.

... not all the customs. Just one:

The DOLLAR DANCE

Picture it:

Silvio and Emma emerge from the wedding ceremony and go straight to the reception. It's all taking place in Rhodolite, because she told asked him.

That means Rhodolite customs are taking place.

When the emcee announces the "dollar dance", Silvio is at the open bar getting his drink refilled, so he doesn't take much notice.

Until men begin lining up to dance with the bride. His bride.

Silvio stares in disgust as the first man has the gall to slip paper money into her sleeve at the wrist. They begin to waltz.

"What. The. Fu--?? Hold my drink. Nah, on second thought --" He slams the liquor back, crassly wipes his lips, and stalks towards the dance floor.

Now the next man in line is putting a rolled-up bill under Emma's hem at the top of her shoulder.

$$$$$$$$$$$$$$

A few tumbled chairs, many foreign swear words, and one broken wrist later, Emma is explaining at the top-of-lungs what this wedding custom is all about.

Silvio matches her volume and stubbornness in refuting the fact that the custom is "stupid" and that she should know "no one gets to throw money at you except me".

$$$$$$$$$$$$$$

Amid the quietly stunned guests , Clavis gleefully puts a wad of cash in Nokto's palm.

Luke: " Why're you so happy to be forking over cash? Didn't you just loose the bet that Silvio would go ballistic over the dollar dance?"

Clavis: "Ah, yes, yes. I took that bet gladly, and raised the ante so high that Nokto couldn't refuse. I knew if this much money was on the line, he'd make certain the dollar dance would be at the reception."

Nokto: "A pleasure doing business with you."

Luke: *confused baby bear*

Clavis: *shrugs, guffaws* A nice, normal wedding dance is boring. Boring, boring, boring. The bribe -- er, I mean friendly wager -- was a way to ensure the occasion would hold some excitement!