When a client comes to me and asks if I can perform my fire show for their dark, gothic, faerie wedding celebration, and follows it up by telling me it's at a castle; I cannot accept quickly enough.
There's not too much to say about this. It was beautiful. Hot, sweaty, but beautiful. Day-time fire is always a tad odd, but the audience was incredibly appreciative, being more than happy to interact in a more personal way than is often the case. Fire eating a foot or so away from someone is a vastly different experience than fire eating from the safety of a stage.
The bride herself was the direct client, and easily the most excitable person there, along with being a stellar audience member - there wasn't anything that made her happier than to see a giant fireball go off during her procession.