Elissa caught Haytham as off guard with her 'distraction' as she intended to do to the group of men on the hill, though she received a sidewise glance from him and a face full of rice from the others.

"Now cut that out, Hank! You're supposed to do that after the weddings not before!" The one large man, clearly in charge because he spoke first and gave Hank an exasperated look. "I swear I don't know what's wrong with you. Pardon us Ma'am."

His hat was taken off as he bowed to the polite lady.

"Normally I am the pastor of the church here and not the one in charge of the neighborhood watch but... things being as they are."

It was Hank who spoke up, though more softly than the first man had, "She's a pirate..."

"Course she's a pirate! But if she wants a wedding..." The Pastor frowned at Hank before once more looking back at Elissa apologetically, "Sadly we are not in the best of shape for any weddings. Everyone is on-guard and nervous after what happened, most of our wedding gear burnt up, and the Navy is everywhere... as helpful as they ever are. Wouldn't be the best time for a wedding I'm afraid."

Hank sneered, more at the bowl of rice he was holding than at the lady standing behind him. He did miss having some one to throw rice at. "Besides you'd need some one what to be married to."