It must be a real priest or parson, a real place, and a real date.

It's no use coming along with a story of a marriage by a parson and you've forgotten his name, at a place you can't remember where it was, and a date that's slipped your memory.

You must have a story to tell, and it must hold water.

Now, can you tell such a story?
Have you got any proofs at all ?" Peggy shifted about uneasily.
"Can I see Mick ?" she said.
"No, you can not.

You must out with it here and now.