"Pardon, James?"

"Sorry sir, but the answer's no. It just wouldn't be right for only a few months, we were going to quit after we got married anyway. And 'cos it's to do with Jezebell, well... sorry, Sir, but we're quitting, well, I am any way."

Giovanni sighed."Jessie?"

Jessie looked at Giovanni, at her uniform, then at James. She smiled, turned her head and nodded. "Sorry sir," she whispered.

Then she stood up, took James' hand and they walked out the room together.

Six months later, a small chapel somewhere on the Orange Islands was full to the brim for a private ceremony. There was Ash, Misty and company, James' parents, Jezebell and Giovanni, and the stars of the show, Jessie and James. They stood at the alter, dressed in the traditional morning suit and white dress (Jessie this time, not James.)

"Do you Jessieca, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do," she beamed, her eyes sparkling.

"And do you, James, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do," he smiled.

"I now prounce you man and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

And as James did so, the whole chapel exploded into cheers and applause.