Brandon limited himself to a little laugh and found the tuxedo bag with his name on it. It shouldn’t take them an hour to get dressed. It shouldn’t even take them half an hour to get dressed, but if something went awry, they’d have a chance to run down to the mall next door and find a solution before the next item on the list: “Get In Limo: Don’t Be Late.”
All of the tuxes fit just fine. There were no problems, and since Liz and company apparently wanted the groomsmen decked out in rumpled tuxedos instead of crisply pressed tuxedos, they returned to their previously scheduled program of drinking beer on the twin beds and lounging. Tommy had brought a pack of cards, and by the time they needed to go downstairs and “Get In Limo” without being late, Greg had won a couple hundred dollars off the rest of them.