Oceana heaves a little sigh. "Don't I know it." But she squeezes Jolie's hand back, giving her probably the most genuine smile she's cracked all night.

"Thanks, ma. Hope you'll walk me down the aisle at our wedding, girl." She's joking. Mostly. Okay, she's kind of serious. It's been running through her mind more than a little lately, especially with shit getting sort of...serious. And if a wedding ever were to happen, well, who better to escort the blushing bride down the aisle than her favorite person on Earth?