Personal Narrative: A Humorous Wedding

After two days of reckless running, Billy and I stood in front of our family and close friends and said our vows. I was marrying the man I had been engaged to 17 years before, and now, after many years and many other relationships, we were finally going to finish was we had started so long ago. If there was an emphasis on the "till death do we part" section of the vows, followed by a confidential "and I'll decide when that is" by me, I think everyone understood, including Billy, and we all had a brief laugh during the ceremony over it.
Afterward, we moved around the corner to the bar. Almost everyone who had come to our wedding joined us there to toast our new relationship. I was pulled aside by a few of my closest friends and informed that

"Na-a-a-ked?" Came his confused response.
"Yep! Absolutely naked." Giggling even more now as I watched Billy's expression to my conversation. "How far do you think I'll get?"
"Ummm... ma'am. I don't think you can go naked at all, couldn't you get dressed before you leave your room?"
"Nope, I took them off and now I have no idea how to get them back on. Clothes are very confusing you know."
"Ma'am, please don't leave the room naked." He began to plead, sounding very uneasy.
"Naked. Naked. Naked." I began to singsong at him, "Naked for food!" It didn't make a lot of sense, but I was drunk and I didn't want to walk down the block now that I was in our room.
"Ma'am!" Speaking slowly, and clearly, "Please, don't leave the room. I'll see if I can find something here for you to eat. Just don't leave the room!"
"Okay," I happily agreed, "I'll wait here naked for food." Hanging up the phone, I sat down on the bed.
Billy, looking at me oddly, inquired, "What was that all about?"
Grinning evilly "Ordering room service."
"But they don't have room service here." He insisted.
"They do now!" And began stripping as I laughed. I mean, I couldn't exactly be dressed now that I had told him I was naked, that would be

And, true to his word, the front desk clerk arrived at our door less than 15 minutes later. Hopping from the bed at the first knock, I skipped to the door. With a smile, I opened the door and stepped aside to let him in. With a slight tick and hand tremor, he carried the fully loaded tray into the room and set it down on the edge of the bed, where Billy had considerately covered