On a wedding the mother-in-law and bridegroom are dancing the folk dance: waltz, polonez or mazur.
They didn't invite us on the wedding.
The "Concord" band is playing along. Little Mary and John are watching their dance. Dancers are pleased but mother-in-law gives reprimands to the groom - "at the beginning everything must be established".
We will wait and see how long they will dance... Probably long, until mother-in-law gets tired.
The bridegroom seems to be numb, probably he drunk too much - if he did so, he would have laid under the table. He is groggy by what the mother-in-law has told him: "you are dancing so badly, you are treading on my toes - if you don't stop, I'll leave you in the middle of the floor". The mother-in-law is thinking if the groom will be a good son-in-law. The groom, stressed out, is thinking: "if only she could leave me in peace and quiet... I came across a witch".
Let her (mother-in-law) to pour one more drink for reconciliation - "Jake drinks to our Jakob's health and Jacob drinks to Michael. Long live you, long live I, and our gang delightful. Who won’t drink ’cause he’s abashed, with two sticks he should be thrashed" (song).
The groom is thinking: "How to get rid of her. Maybe invite her to us - but it will be forever... for the first and the last time".
If they see us - they will invite us for the champangne brunch next day.
Let's see what happens when they stop dancing - wondering if mother-in-law will approve the groom. If he is groogy, she won't approve him. Bride thinks: "Leave him alone!".
Suddenly, a great fuss was made - guests started to fight and broke up the whole feast.
They won't invite us for champagne brunch next day...