"Naturellement." No, only kind of. Frenchie had been reined in. "It is Diego's -- how do you say -- last gasp of freedom! It is all balls and chains and misery and 'Honey, did you take out the trash?' from next Saturday until the end of his life, non?"

Frenchie, who actually knew the bride better than the groom, probably, was clearly joking.

(Though he still thought he should have been allowed to get a bunch of strippers. All kinds of strippers! He was the absolute opposite of picky!)