"So, how are you feeling, Preston? You ready?" Richard asked, joining the other two men in front of the surgery board.
"Well, I'm always ready for surgery," Burke replied, folding his arms as his eyes scanned the board.
Derek turned his head to look at Burke. "I think he's talking about the wedding."
"Yep, tomorrow's a big day," Richard continued.
"And apart from the fact that Cristina hasn't written her vows, my best man just cancelled, and it's still raining..." Burke stated.
"He's not ready," Derek said to Richard.
"You're never ready. I certainly wasn't." Richard smiled faintly. "And then, the minute I saw Adele coming down that aisle... well... have you picked your best man?"
"Actually, Chief - " Burke started.
"You can't be his best man!" Derek protested.
"Why not?" Richard asked.
"It's unethical; it's a conflict of interest. The man wants to be Chief of Surgery," Derek said simply.
"Actually, Derek - " Burke tried again.
"Not that that's why you're asking," Derek smoothed over.
"I was going to ask you," Burke told him.
"Ask me what?" Derek stared at him for a second before it clicked. "Oh! Really?"
"We have been through a lot this year," Burke pointed out.
"And everybody else turned you down. Alright, what do I have to do?" the other man asked.
"Well traditionally," Richard said. "The best man plans the bachelor party."
"Drinks at Joe's after work," Derek suggested.
"I knew you were the man for the job," Burke replied dryly.