David: Fountain, you've misunderstood my actions.
 
Fount: You jumped at the chance of postponing our wedding. I could see it
       plain as day.
 
David: It's not that I jumped at the chance, I reacted immediately to
       guarantee our union would be a happy one. I've never heard of the god,
       Ka-Dink, either but is it worth risking a life-time of misery just to
       be married a day earlier? Not to mention, today's sunrise was a
       perfectly typical one so we know our wedding has been approved.
 
Fount: Of course, the sunrise was a typical one because there is no such god!
       I just can't figure out why Flying Squirrel has done this to me. Just
       to embarrassment me, perhaps? The man's a charlatan! A Quack! A Fake!
 
Squaws: Oh!
 
Fount: Pardon me. (aside to David) I forgot, I'm in the minority on 
       this issue. 
 
Daisy: (enters) Good Morning, Your Highness, Private Davenport.
 
Fount: Good Morning, Daisy. Any new gods to report? We do want everyone's
       consent, don't we? Have we consulted the god of postponed marriages? 
       The goddess of humiliated brides? The nymph of harassed nuptials?
 
David: Don't get excited, dear. We'll be married today and there's none
       stopping us. At least I'm looking forward to it if no one else is. 
       You realize that being engaged twenty-four hours is still a relatively
       short time.
 
Fount: A relatively short time? After a long history of anticipations and
       disappointments, a short engagement would be a refreshing change.