Brian sat with his head in his hands. "Why did all of this have to happen today of all days?"

"I don't know," his cousin replied.

"Oh, shut up, Kevin! Your wedding went perfectly!"

AJ continued to punch the medication device. "Calm down. It's not your fault Nick had to stuff his face."

Nick lifted his head from the sink. "What's that suppose to mean? I'm not fat!"

"No, Nick, you're not fat," AJ said honestly.

"AJ would never call you fat, he just meant you should be a little more careful," Howie explained.

"How nice! AJ, Nick and Howie are having a 'Brady Bunch' moment while my wedding is ruined!" Brian moaned.

Kevin scratched his head. "Wasn't the Bradys' wedding ruined by their pets?"

"I wouldn't know! I'm not that old!"

Tears formed in Kevin's eyes. "You think I'm old?"

Brian threw his hands in the air. "Great! Just great! Nick's puking his guts up, AJ's suffering from withdrawal, Howie's playing therapist and Kevin is having an emotional breakdown!"

Nick threw himself against the sink. "Oh, NOOOO!"

"Not again," Howie groaned rubbing Nick's back.

AJ straightened his collar. "Come on, Kev, let's go on. Since Brian is obviously a LITTLE moody!"

Kevin followed as AJ pulled the door handle. Then he cleared his throat.

"Well, Brian, if you were upset before..... This should really set your mood."

Brok spoke through his teeth. "What?!"

AJ smiled sheepishly. "We're locked in."

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