Frenchie waved a hand, though he did make a point to look very wistful. "It is your bachelor party," he pointed out, though he also managed to make it sound like Diego would, surely, come to regret the absence of many different sorts of strippers at this party. "When Monsieur Lait de la Mere was married, I was honored to handle things for him, and -- truly, I do not know if I could have outdone my past self's efforts, anyway."
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