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At this, Talon and Yeande exchanged a look with one another, their gazes seeming to have a wordless conversation. Neither of them were religious, by any stretch.....aside from, perhaps, Talon's creative useage of "god", "damn" and "jeezus christ" in his tirades.

The idea of the baby being born out of wedlock didn't particularly bother either of them, but...

"It may not be a bad idea." Yeande offered at last to both Krista and Talon at once. "I'm sure they have their reasons for why they've been putting it off, and I can only hope they're good ones, but--"

"It doesn't take long to plan a wedding." Talon snorted, earning him a glare from his wife.

"That's because our 'wedding', consisted of a drive-in chapel, some quick 'I do"s, and lunch at the restaurant next door." she retorted.

.....which then made her stop to wonder if maybe....maybe they HADN'T done something similar and it was yet another thing they'd neglected to share.

"Are we sure they haven't given up and eloped?" she asked, purple eyes raising to peer into Krista's blues.

"I don't think it would be out of cruelty, if they did." Yeande offered, uneasy at the other woman's shift of mood. Ordinarily it wouldn't bother her, but this wasn't a woman they could exactly dismiss as an unhappening in their lives if the meeting were to go sour. Whether by their children marrying or by the baby being born, one way or another, they were going to be family very soon.

"Our son, I'm afraid, is a bit of a space-case. He wanders, he loses track of time, he doesn't always think of the big picture....it wouldn't surprise me if that sort of frame of mind is contagious."

"You'd think something like telling your parents you're having a baby wouldn't slip through the cracks, though...." Talon muttered.

"You'd think." Yeande nodded once in agreement. "But there you go."

At this Talon gave a chuff of laughter, peering at Krista over the top of his yellow-tinted sunglasses.

"I don't know how much of a 'culture' we bring to the table, exactly..."

"So simple is probably for the best." Yeande quickly put in, cutting him off before he could say anything obnoxious. She'd known him for years, and knew damn well that dragging him out of bed to take him somewhere he didn't want to be was just inviting him to be a jerk.

"We can hire a band, maybe, and a caterer, and otherwise...." she trailed off, not sure they'd need more.

"Talon works in radio. He might be able to dig up something." Yeande offered.

"Talk radio." he clarified quickly. "The only bands I end up talking to are whatever local garage wrecks Chris brings on the show when we can't find a proper guest." Scooting down a bit further in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest, he added under his breath "And I'm pretty sure Zhane and Tinania would have something to say about Wimble And The Snot Rockets playing their wedding."

"And I'm sure if you mentioned on the air some night you were looking for someone to play for a wedding, you'd get at least a couple of people interested." Yeande pressed, earning her an annoyed sigh from her husband.

"If you want me to find a band, I'll find a band. But I'm not going to pander to the masses. You've heard the idiots that call our show. I wouldn't let them paint my damn garage let alone anywhere near my son's wedding." he growled.

"Well..."

Yeande trailed off, chewing her lip thoughtfully. "We don't really have much in the way of extended family. Talon and I -- I guess you could say we came from nothing. We're the top of our own family tree. There's Zhane's sister, Phaerna, but otherwise....I suppose I could ask if Youko wants to go?"

"You ask Youko, and he's going to want to bring his whole brood." Talon pointed out. "Which is why I'm NOT going to ask Karma."

"True..." Yeande murmured thoughtfully. As much as Youko was as close to a father figure as she was able to come, he DID have a tendency to be swarmed in all manner of children at any given time. "So then let's say, from our side....me, you, and Phae. So that's three..."

She looked to Krista for a similar estimation on her end.

"If we're not going to put any catering to culture, we may as well leave religion out of it too..." Yeande said, though her tone wasn't biting so much as it was thoughtful. "So I'd have to say no on a church. Maybe somewhere more casual."

She steepled her fingers, looking ponderous. "Its been such nice weather lately, what about having it in a park somewhere...?"