Diane (mic) and Pam (camera) at work.

The accordion girl. If anyone recognizes her, please tell me. I have a copy of Myoclyonic Melodies for her.

The notarization table at the commitment ceremony. In a perfect (or simply just) world, marriage would be no more complicated than this.

The portrait. More specifically a scan of the slightly blurry Polaroid proof the photographer didn't like, but still.

Maddy in Diane and Pam's window. Another example of what the rest of the country thinks San Francisco always looks like.