Zach Sun: Is there a reason I was sent an invite to … wherever the fuck it is?


    Ollie vB: Nauru.


    Romeo Costa: Basically Australia.


    Ollie vB: Okay, Columbus.


    Zach Sun: Wrong continent, but I’ll allow it on the grounds that at least you know how to spell his name.


    Ollie vB: Save the date.


    Romeo Costa: DID I JUST WIN A YACHT?


    Zach Sun: Let’s not get ahead of ourselves. Briar still hasn’t walked down the aisle, and knowing our boy, he can fuck this up at any point.


    Romeo Costa: Please, don’t fuck it up. Love prevails, loneliness is a cureless condition, etc.


    Ollie vB: ?


    Romeo Costa: YOU NEED A FUCKING WIFE AND I NEED A FUCKING YACHT, OKAY?


    Ollie vB: Go buy your own yacht if you have such a hard on for one.


    Zach Sun: With the way his wife spends, let’s hope he can afford a Disney+ subscription, let alone a yacht.


    Romeo Costa: It’s just the same shows all over again. Besides, we share a password with the Townsends.


    Zach Sun: She is going to make you remortgage your property at this rate.


    Romeo Costa: At the very least, I’ll be poor and fashionable, unlike whatever the fuck I caught you wearing this morning.


    Zach Sun: A sevenyered jacket and tape bracelet. It was Fae’s first time at Balenciaga. She got overwhelmed by the floating limbs. What was I supposed to do? My wife gifted it to me.


    Romeo Costa: I wouldn’t know how that feels.


    Zach Sun: Didn’t Das gift you a chocte sculpture for Christmas?


    Romeo Costa: And then she ate it.


    Zach Sun: It’s the thought that counts.


    Romeo Costa: She finished it before we even finished opening presents.


    Ollie vB: Anyway, save the date.


    Zach Sun: What if Briar says no?


    Ollie vB: You’re great for my ego, aren’t you?


    Romeo Costa: We’ll be there.


    Ollie vB: Good. No kids, please.


    Romeo Costa: Then how the hell are you going to attend?


    Ollie vB: Hrious.


    Zach Sun: It actually was.


    Ollie vB: I hate both of you.