- Well, I'm making a veal.
- Nice, dad.
Okay, I'll sign off on this and fax it to the new caterer and we're done.
- The new caterer?
- Yeah, you know that.
Daddy, you fired another caterer?
They weren't caterers.
That was a man and his wife and lettuce.
Okay.
Fine.
I didn't even want a caterer, i just wanted six people and a beach, but...
Melissa, this is what you want.
This is the wedding you'll remember.
You're right.
Thank you, dad.
Bye.
Get the beach out of your head, it's overrated.
You'll be standing there in front of an e.
Coli sign.
Shit.
We got a fire in number one again.
Got any halon left?
Barely.
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