Carla: Everything's wrong again!
Turk: Baby, it's cool. We're meeting with the cake guy tomorrow.
Carla: Nothing's cool! Nothing's cool!
Turk: Okay, okay-
Carla: The centerpieces are supposed to be cupids, but they have no arrows, so now they're just fat babies. I have 187 people who RSVP'd "yes" for a 125-seat wedding. Plus, I have to wear my grandmother's choker, but with my hair up it makes me look like one of those African tribeswomen with a coil around my neck!