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a quiet dinner, and maybe a little bit of rip-roaring fun.  You up for that?"
    Cissie smiled, a bit concerned about what Lachele would consider rip roaring fun.  Whatever it was, though, she'd do it.  She was getting married.  She wouldn't have trusted anyone else in the world to find her a man, but Lachele had done such a good job for Cindy.  Surely she'd do just as well for her.  "Sounds wonderful!"
    And it did.  Better than wonderful.
    Cissie quickly called Cindy.  "I need a wedding dress!"
     
    *****
     
    Two weeks wasn't much time to plan a wedding, but Cindy and Cissie made it work with a little help from Cissie's mother, who wasn't exactly on board with the idea, but didn't try to talk her daughter out of it.
    Lachele and her new assistant came with Cindy to the bowling alley at lunchtime on Friday.  Cissie hadn't expected them to be there yet, so she squealed when she saw the crazy purple-haired matchmaker.  "I suppose you're wanting a boobie bump again!" 
    Lachele laughed, jumping up and throwing herself at Cissie, hugging her tightly.  "I need you to meet my new assistant.  She reads as much as the rest of us do!  This is Samara Royal."
    Cissie smiled at the dark haired girl sitting in the booth.  "It's nice to meet you, Samara.  I'm surprised anyone can work with this crazy woman day after day."  Samara looked remarkably normal to work with Lachele.  She wondered how long it would be before the pretty woman would be sporting pink streaks in her hair.
    Samara grinned.  "Oh, it's a trial—but I do love my work!"
    Lachele put her hands on her hips, glaring at her assistant.  "She's helping me out with Matchrimony.  I can't believe how fast the business is taking off now that I have that beautiful website Trey made for me."
    Cindy grinned.  "My husband is talented."
    "Oh, quit bragging about your sex life, Cindy!" Lachele said with a grin.  "We were talking about his design skills."
    Cissie choked on a laugh as Cindy blushed.  "Yeah, don't brag about your sex life, Cindy!"  She turned back to Lachele.  "I plan on having a sex life soon too!  Please tell me this guy isn't shy.  I've waited my whole life to get married and pounce on a man, and I'm not putting it off!"  Since she'd been told her ideal man was found, she'd daydreamed a lot about what he would be like.  And how her wedding night would go.
    Lachele laughed.  "He doesn't seem shy to me at all."
    "Oh, good!  What's his name?" Cissie knew she wasn't allowed to ask, but she had to.  She wanted to find this man and see what he was all about.  Knowing nothing was going to make her crazy.
    "You know I'm not telling you his name!  Go put our food order in and behave yourself!  I want my usual." Lachele laughed.  "Why do I have a usual at a bowling alley in the middle of nowhere, Wisconsin?  I mean, really!  This is my fourth trip in as many months.  No one flies to Wisconsin that often, do they?"
    Cissie laughed, turning to Samara.  "What do you want?"  She couldn't take offense at Lachele's comment about Wisconsin.  She loved the place, but she knew it wasn't exactly the number one tourist destination in the world.
    "I have no idea.  What do you recommend?"
    "Burger and fried cheese curds," Cindy, Cissie, and Lachele all said at the same time.
    Samara blinked for a moment.  "I guess I'll have a burger and fried cheese curds."  She waited until Cissie had rushed off toward the kitchen before leaning forward to ask softly, "What on earth is a fried cheese curd?"
    Lachele patted Samara's shoulder.  "It's a tiny piece of deep-fried heaven.  You'll love it."
    "How long have you been working for Lachele?" Cindy asked.
    "Only about a month.  It's a fascinating business.  You wouldn't believe what goes into making a match."
    "I don't know what goes into it, but I know whatever it is, it's worth it.  My match was just right for me.  Trey is an amazing husband."  Cindy smiled, her face lighting up when she mentioned her