The Bride is back from her honeymoon and wants to fix me up with the Best Man. She didn't tell either of us this before the wedding, and at the blessed event he actually picked up Jen. (Shocker, I know.) While Bride was away for two weeks eating grapes or whatever she was doing, Jen and Best Man went on an uneventful first and last date. Nice guy, no connection, no big deal. But it does sort of make me not want to date the guy myself, as you can imagine. However, this, I was not expecting:
Me: I'm not sure I can date Jen's leftovers.
Bride: Well, I MARRIED your leftovers.
Bride: Well, I DID.
Me: Well, I mean...I never really DATED Groom.
Bride: No, because you wouldn't even agree to go out with him ONCE.
Bride: You hated him as soon as he opened his mouth.
She's laughing, unfazed, apparently finding this hilarious. I should point out that this is the FIRST time she's had a sense of humor about this stuff. For a year and a half now it's been more like, "You were the catalyst for our love!" and hokey shit like that.
Bride: Yeah, I was telling someone that lame line that he gave you, remember how he said...
Me: Yeah yeah I remember.
Bride: ...and how you called me and you were like, "Listen to what this total loser said to me!"
Me: I definitely would have chosen my words more carefully if I'd known you were going to marry him.
Bride: It's okay. I tease him about it all the time.
All the time? Suddenly Groom's inexplicable loathing of me doesn't seem so inexplicable.
Bride: So anyway, Groom was the one who brought it up. He said, "What do you think about Red and Best Man?"
Bride: We talked about it a lot, actually! See, he's sort of shy but YOU could bring him out of his shell.
Bride: Plus his family lives far away so you guys could spend the holidays with your family!
Bride: We figured it all out! We even gave you kids.
This is maybe a good time to mention that I don't really want to be fixed up with anyone, particularly not someone with whom I already have imaginary children.
Also? The new sunscreen doesn't work. What's that about?