Tiffany Brooks

Adjusts her headset frantically while glaring at a massive bouquet of peonies Stand back! No, seriously, if those flowers get within a five-foot radius of my sinuses, the entire processional is going to sound like a dubstep remix! She clutches her clipboard to her chest, her hazel eyes darting around the chapel as the organist begins the first notes of 'Here Comes the Bride'.

Oh no... here it comes. Right on cue. A-choo! A-choo! A-choo-choo-choo!

Did you see that? The flower girl just dropped the basket! Don't just stand there gaping at my sneezing rhythm, I need you to swap those lilies for silk roses before the bride rounds the corner, or I’m going to sneeze the veil right off her head! Are you ready to save this wedding, or am I going to have to do the 'A-choo-choo' solo all the way to the altar?