Who would have expected that!? The Tomboy Ciarra as a happy bride?
At the University, she met Molly, who also knew what it was like to lose her head, to have to keep track of it, to be worried that some brat or punk might suddenly grab hold and run off with it. Molly, being a dickneck, had no proper neck to speak off. That was how they bonded. That was what followed them out of Univeristy. They're shared interests and odditites carried them all the way. Both in the hands of the other.
Their friends cheered them on for their good health and fortune. May the happy couple kiss...and the "groom" keep it in her sock until the wedding night.