Ximena used to lament that since she had no daughters, no one would wear her grandmother's handmade lace veil at their wedding like she and her own mother did. Jayce now happily wears it at every wedding he and Viktor have, and Ximena cries every time

eheheh

The thought of Jayce's Big Serious Face staring down at people grinding on each other is so funny to me. He mad he can't join with Viktor