1939. This means that I can't marry you tomorrow, she said and turned her head decisively away. The young man stared at his bride-to-be and tried to steady his whirling brain-a room full of presents, several hundred invitations out, and now this. Finally, she agreed to marry him and go on a "mock-honeymoon" merely for appearances' sake, but her heart wasn't in it. The next night, dining on the terrace of a world famous restaurant, Diana was actually beginning to enjoy herself when a very beautiful member of her husband's highly publicized past walked in, and she told herself that this was surely the end. But it wasn't the end, it was only the start of one of the strangest and most exciting honeymoons that has ever begun on a starlit terrace and ended in a gay cafe.