Ivy was still floating metaphorically on the clouds when she and her new husband exited the wedding area. She held onto his arm as they headed toward the reception. They momentarily parted before entering the room. The smells from Waylon's set up there were magical. A slight rumble filled Ivy's stomach as the realization hit her. She hadn't eaten all day. She blushed when she was sure that Shang heard her stomach.

She waited outside the hall for just a moment listening to everything her babies were communicating to her. So far everything was still going swimmingly despite Deadpool and his interruption. Melissa wouldn't have killed the fool but she could easily silence him. After the continued silence from Deadpool, Ivy felt more at ease. She had a mental communication with her babies all through the venue. Her flowers all were not in distress in any way. That made Ivy extremely happy. No one was trying to send her to Arkham today which meant Gotham had bought itself one more day of peace in her eyes.

Ivy braced herself to take that step into the room and the celebration afterwards. She saw her husband standing there looking as handsome as ever. The signs of zero stress on her face would tell Shang that nothing was wrong and they could celebrate. At least for the moment they could. She placed her hand in his and gave it a squeeze. This was the best day of her life.
 

"I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison "