Mitch and Scott were laughing about something, Mitch still going through the seating chart to be sure it was all perfect. He was laying on his stomach on the bed, the paper in front of him, while Scott was standing by the bedside table, quickly checking his phone. Mitch pointed at something on the paper, and turned toward Scott. "Kev has my parents seated with yours. Is that going to be okay?" "Yeah. I'm sure my dad won't say very much because of how upset he'll be. But my mom will hopefully get along well with your mom and dad."