Aidan:Fuck off.
Finn:I will. If it’ll stop this conversation in its tracks.
Aidan:You know you’re going to be my best man, don’t you?
Finn:Aidan, I’d love to, but I can’t.
Aidan:Why the fuck not?
Finn:Because getting Aoife there when Lena and Senior are too… it’s going to be impossible if I’m standing at the altar with you.
Aidan:Fuck.
Finn:I’m sorry, bro.
Aidan:Christ, I hate this.
Finn:Me too.
Aidan:It is what it is, I guess.
Finn:Yeah.
Aidan:You can be my honorary best man?
Finn:I’d love that. Ask Brennan, Aidan. And don’t tell him you asked me first.
Aidan:Why?
Finn:Because he’s going to be your second-in-command, and he already feels excluded.
Aidan:Stop being wise.
Finn:Lol, that’s what you need me for. I’m your right-hand man, aren’t I?
Aidan:True.
Finn:I’ll help arrange your bachelor party, though.
Aidan:No Reno.
Finn:Haha, just wait.