“Nah. I’m in the New York office and it’s eight o’clock in the morning here, so you’re good,” Barry paused and Brian imagined he was sipping his coffee. Barry had either a cup of coffee in his hand or a bottle of beer, depending on the time of day. “So, this chick, she’s really into Nathan?”

“Yeah, and Nathan’s getting married this weekend…to someone else.”

“What the fuck?”

“Agh! It’s such a fucking mess. Listen to me, I’ve turned into a ...