mr. pritchett. i-i can't. i-i wish i could but i can't. i just -- it's freaking me out. no.-- i've got you already. oh. okay. [ sighing ] yeah. oh. thank you. you know, i'm pretty good at reading people, and it sounds like you and your lady really need to talk this out. [ sighs ] yeah. maybe you're right. so i'm gonna let you in on a little secret. i'm gay. oh, my god. does she know? got to save something for the wedding night, huh? [ children screaming ] riley, no! buster, please sit! dylan, help! i can't! these cats and dogs are fighting like -- oh! okay, everybody, i'm sorry. this was supposed to be a small service. but i don't winnow down. i overdo. [ voice breaking ] and if i let a simple fake cat funeral get out of hand, how am i supposed to plan an entire wedding? [ sighs ] you're late. okay, i need mitchell. good news. he just pulled up. damn it. okay, in. in, in. hey! how was the gym? i never made it. [ sighs ] listen, cam, i got to talk about something. i do, too. what would you think about being more involved with the wedding? that's what i wanted to talk about. i