ROOM DETAILS: Need to get hitched, pronto? When you and your boo are drunk enough to guarantee no one will remember a thing in the morning, Hell’s Bells covers all of your Vegas elopement needs. The officiant is usually dressed as the one and only Hellvis, but you might be able to bribe him to play the Classic King. Whether or not your marriage contract is actually legally binding is a question best left for your hungover morning after, and you may find that your new wedding bands are impossible to remove for a full 24 hours.

If your bride-to-be still needs some convincing, or you have grievances to air before the altar, you might have to journey through the Tunnel of Love before reaching the chapel itself. Enjoy a swan boat ride with bottomless margaritas and no exit until you’ve worked through your premarital issues!
ROOM LOCATION: Appears at random, when you and a companion are well and truly wasted, next to a tall white vase filled with pink ostrich feathers, with a slightly-askew stained glass Cupid on the door.
ANY NOTES: No dress? No problem! There’s a whole dressing room full of options for the bride, groom, and any bridesmaids, third wheels, or jilted exes you happen to strong-arm into accompanying you. Hell’s Bells specializes in showgirl, burlesque, and vintage Vegas flair, but you can find just about anything kitschy or costume-y your heart desires. You can wear your wedding fit back to your room if you like, but it dematerializes the minute you sober up.

There's also a photobooth on site so you can memorialize the event. Keep it classy, since the photos have a way of making it onto the Saltburnt network as part of the Hell's Bells wedding package.