Part10 will tell the tale Sir Ricky's transformation from a frog into Prince Charming and the adventure of him marrying the princess. So Ammba spent the night at Ricky's house, while I waited to see if the alterations on my suit were ready. Ricky picks me up and drives us to the wedding. As we pull into the parking garage the attendant waves him off. Ricky rolls down his window and it goes a little something like this: Ricky says " Hey, Whats the problem?" The attendant responds with "Sorry my man, we full up don't know what to tell you." I see what's about to come and try to calm Ricky down. Now bear in mind Ricky drove extra fast so as not to be late. The 2 photos above kept repeating in my mind. His response to my pleading was "Hey Nancy boy, suck it up. It's my wedding day and I won't be late. Dead is an excuse , but late? Not even close Hoss!" I'm not sure if my silence was brought about by a state of catatonic fear or just plain good judgment. I shut up until we arrived at the garage. Now when I wanted to speak not much came out only sounds like 'Uh Uh Ricky We can uh uh.." Needless to say he ignored me and who can blame him since I really wasn't saying all that much. So the smile breaks and the show begins: "Listen up Spanky! I know you're just doing your job, but It's my wedding day brother! Can't you see your way to cutting the groom just a little slack? This is the least of my worries. I have over 100 guests waiting for me." Ricky gets out of the car and the guy says "I would if I could dude, but we really don't have any space." Ricky shrugs rolls his eyes and leans in to me and says 'Yo! Let's go! Grab the box out of he back and lets roll." I spread my hands and say' "What about the car, if you want I can go look for a parking spot and you go in." Ricky chuckles saying "Watch this it should be somewhat amusing." Ricky takes the keys with his right hand and reaches in left pocket. He pulls out a roll of money and peals off a $100 bill. Whistles to get the attendants attention: "Hey dipstick, tell you what I'm going to do. Since it's my wedding day and you seem like a decent guy. How's about you hold on to this half." At this point he rips it in half and shows it to the guy. "and do what you want with the car, I really don't give a shit. If it's here when I return I 'll give you this. If not we'll cross that bridge when we come to it. Personally, I'm betting on you, my man, to do the right thing." Ricky walks very calmly away leaving both the keys and the ripped bill on the roof of the car. I hopped out got the package and ran to catch up. looking back I see the parking attendant holding the keys and ripped bill with one hand and scratching his head in confusion with the other. It seemed like he still wasn't sure what just happened. As for the wedding it went like clock work. To this day I have never seen Ricky be so suave, stylish and gallant as that day. Every person he talked to was charmed and he always said just the right thing. At one point I was even trying to remember somethings he did and said to use for the future myself. The food was good as was the music. The thing that finally blew me out of the water was when he danced like Fred Astaire for the first dance. It was like he was everywhere at just the right time doing just the right thing. It was at this moment I realized that there is more than just one Ricky. No wonder Dierdra fell in love with this guy. It was like seeing Sir Galahad from New York slay the social dragon of etiquette and sweep the princess off her feet to marry him. He came to my table and asked if I was all right. I was in greater shock than I was on the ride over. It went something like this: He gently placed his arm on my shoulder and greeted everyone at the table " I just wanted to thank you personally for coming today. I know the weather didn't make it easy. It really means a lot to us that you braved the elements to come and celebrate our special day. Was the food to your liking? It's hard to get a reading off of Jodys' plate I blinked and it disappeared." Everyone laughed including me. "I also would like to express how much help Ammba was. She kept all the other flower girls from getting bored. It's truly an honor to be her godfather. Well enjoy your evening I have a few more table to visit before we cut the cake. Oh and Julius please keep you son from trying to catch the bouquet this time. I think just a tad more time between marriages might just do him some good. " My father seldom laughs, but at this he was bent over in an uncontrolled guffaw of rolling laughter. His arm still on my shoulder he asks the table" Would anyone mind if I borrowed this handsome gentleman for a minute." Getting up and walking to the bathroom we pleasantly chatted about how lovely and smooth everything was going. I chose this moment to break down and ask "O.k. Just who the hell are you and what have you done with Ricky?" While drying his hands he checks the mirror and adjusts his tie smiling. "Enjoy it while you can my good man, because at midmight I turn back into Cindericky the Sinister cynic. Oh! By the way I need someone to start passing out the tips so here." He then hand me a roll of fifties, hundreds and twenties." See who is doing a good job and reward them accordingly. You think you can handle that while I continue to juggle the other 2 rings of this circus." Nodding my head I wash my hands and return to my table watching to see who was on the ball and who wasn't. Ammba comes rushing over to hug her grandfather and tell the adventures of her night at Rickys'. The rest of night went smoothly and Ricky asked if I could give him a hand to put a few presents in the car. I say "Absolutely I'm on it." Stopping I look back to Ricky holding the half a hundred in his hand , then he says. "Go ask our fortunate young car attendant if he wants another of these to drive the car up here and give you a hand packing it up. When thats done take a fifty and get my goddaughter home safely." We hug, exchange goodbyes and go about our final tasks. Just before I am ready to leave Ricky pops out from thin air and says "Hey Zombie boy! You look good , a little stiff, but good. Love you brother. " Ammba and I took an uneventful cab ride home sharing how great Ricky did "Papi, I hope the guy I marry is as nice as Ricky. Do you think he will be? Huh Papi?" I grab her hug and tickle her and say " Little one if he isn't, he will be when Ricky gets done with him." we both laugh and go up stairs to bed. Well, not exactly to bed, we watched some T.V. until Ammba dropped off. Just like I am gong to do now. Thanks for reading my blog and all the comments. You guys are great. Jody
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