Me: What's with the suitcases, Bud? I thought you were busy getting ready for your birthday.
Bud: Time to take a break. A little bird told me you were going to Puerto Rico Saturday.
Me: Without you.
Bud: Unthinkable. I need to shop for party favors.
Me: I'm going to be busy. No time to traipse around the island in search of piña colada infused rawhide chews.
Bud: See? You are fabulous at this stuff.
Me: I am?
Bud: Sure. Everyone is still talking about the Mardi Gras party --your attention to detail is beyond legendary.
Me: It is?
Bud: You're the talk of the town?
Me: I am?
Bud: Those party favors aren't going to buy themselves, are they?
Me: You just reeled me in, didn't you...
Bud: Just like a fish. Now. Let's talk about seating...I'm thinking first class...