Ms. Diana Prince strode down the gallery in Ceasar's Forum Shopping Mall. She had been sent here undercover but she had just arrived when she got word that the person they were searching for had been captured already. Since she had some leave to burn, Steve had told her to take a long four day weekend. The hotel room couldn't be refunded so she was allowed to stay.
"Nice of them, and it is nice to have a little time off from work and being Wonder Woman." she thought as she walked along.
Just as she passed by the biggest jewelry store in the plaza, the door swung open and she collided with a man and woman coming out. They both hit pretty hard, but whereas normally that would mean the man knocked down in this case they both knocked back a bit.
"Hey der! Watch were yous going! You nearly knocked over my fiancé!" the said in a thick Jersey voice.
"Its okay baby, it happens, don't get mad. Let's just go pick up my wedding dress!"
Diana stared. The voice of the man had jerked her attention as she smoothed her blouse. "That sounds like Superman!" she thought and she stared at the man in front of her.
He was dressed in what could best be described as a cheap pimp suit with matching fur hat. He had an open shirt with a somewhat exposed chest and a big thick gold chain with a gem set in it. He had a big gold wristwatch, and some gold rings, including on with a dollar sign set with diamonds. The gold tipped cowboy boots completed the pimp's outfit. But his face! He looked like Superman, minus the timed goatee and the somewhat dull eyes.
"Hmmmmm, she's kinda cute baby, maybe we should invite her to the ceremony and the reception afterward. She might be fun to have around when she loosens up." The blonde on his arm said and giggled. Diana gave her a glance. She screamed stripper. She had an enormous rack of obviously fake balloon breasts, platinum blonde hair in a braid down to her lower back, a perfect hourglass figure, and was at least 6 feet tall, shorter than the man next to her, but not by much, especially with the golden spiked heels that matched her gold colored one piece tube dress that left nothing to the imagination.
"Thank you, no. I'm sorry that I bumped into you and your, fiancé, Mr.?"
"Superstud. I'm Superstud, and this is my number one girl and fiancé Candy. I guess if Candy is okay I'll let it slide. This time." The man said to her.
Diana repressed a dark look. "You are getting married I heard?"
The woman was openly looking her up and down. "That's right, today in a couple of hours. My baby proposed this morning at the club and we are going to do the deed right away. I'm serious about coming to our wedding, you look like you could use a fun time and I promise our reception will be one for the ages!"
Diana thought quickly. "Superstud? This is too much of a coincidence, Superman disappears, and here is this guy who is a dead ringer for him with a slight name change and strength to knock me back by bumping me. I need to do some research on this."
"Well, I don't know anyone in town and that does actually sound fun. Where and when?" Diana replied.
The woman squeed and clapped. "Oh wonderful! You will have a blast! Its at the Las Vegas 4th Street Wedding Chapel today at 1pm. We are in a rush to pick up my dress and police up the bridesmaids, so see you there, um?"
"Prince, Diana Prince." Diana said as she extended her hand.
"I'm, like Candy. Soon to be Mrs. Candy Superstud. Here, wear this." Candy handed her a bag from a sex shop and then she and Superstud/Superman walked off.
"Oh dear lord, what cheap trash." Diana said as she looked in the back at the sequined tube dress and matching heels. "But I need to do some research on this Superstud and Candy. Something is going on and I'm going to find out what."