Tracie: Hey, honey, Chelsea just sent me her pictures from our wedding - wanna see?
James: Sure.
Tracie: Ok, these are not in order ... oh! What a pretty shot of the Baltimore Museum of Industry. You know, I'm glad we listened to that woman at the bridal expo and had the reception here - it's such a staple of the city.
James: It is.
Tracie: Didn't cost that much, either.
James: Nope.
Tracie: Your parents look so happy.
James: I don't think they noticed the Natty Bo place-card at their table.
Tracie: You know I love your parents, but they're a bit of a bore. There's nothing wrong with Natty Bo. He's a Baltimore staple, too.
James: He sure is. I'm sure Jen and Stacey loved the aesthetic - seems right up their alley.
Tracie: What is that supposed to mean?
James: Nothing, baby. Which is which?
Tracie: What do you mean?
James: I mean, which one is Stacey?
Tracie: The MAN! The MAN is Stacey.
James: Right. It's a very manly name. Jen, I think, really pulls off blue-collar 50s chic here, bull-style nose-ring and all.
Tracie: Are you making fun of my friends? Of OUR friends?
James: No! I like her hair ... it's a nice colour. She matches our décor.
Tracie: You're an asshole.
James: Hey, at least my friends came looking normal.
Tracie: Just because Tyler's wearing a shirt and tie doesn't mean he looks normal. Would it have killed him to shave and get a haircut? Oh, I suppose he might have if his easy-breezy beautiful granola-licking girlfriend had decided, for once, to do something with her own hair other than sweep it up into the same ponytail she wears home from the gym.
James: That's my sister. You put her in the wedding party.
Tracie: Yeah, and she's also the one who convinced me to wear this napkin on my head and this horrible plastic ring and mismatched earrings. What was I thinking listening to her?
James: The flowers in your hair are pretty.
Tracie: Are you changing the subject?
James: No, babe - just focusing on the positive.
Tracie: When do you go back to work?
James: We JUST got to Jamaica.
Tracie: It's gonna be a long honeymoon ...
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