[They're easy enough words to remember, even only hearing them the once, as Cordelia says them now. There's nothing more private than this. Bert thinks of Eddie, how his twinner took his wife in the same way. One night, the twain alone, before none but god and one another. He needs nothing more.

And they're good words, these vows from earth. Simple and true and words of the heart. They have a weight to them, a holiness fitting their purpose. He likes them.]

And I take you, Cordelia Chase, for my lawfully wedded wife. To have and hold, for better or worse, richer or poorer, be we sick or in health. [Well, it's close enough.] To love and cherish from now forward, 'till death do we part.

[So help him, he'd do all in his power to make sure naught else could tear them from another.]