You head outside, grabbing the morning newspaper, only to see on the front your face! The newspaper says that anyone who marries you will get 100 million dollars, the only requirement being a white bridal garb. Before you can head back inside, your neighbor leaves her house already in bridal wear. She's short with her red hair in a bobcut. Neighbor Bride: The other ladies have some ground to cover. Lucky me has you as my neighbor! She leaves her porch and starts heading towards you.