"Joshie guess what," Tyler smiled.

"What, baby?"

"I brought snacks," he said excitedly.

"That's great, babe," Josh chuckled. "But did you bring lube?"

"What?"

"Lube. Did you bring lube?"

"What's that?"

"Tyler," Josh exclaimed as he laughed. "While we were packing on Tuesday night, I said 'Tyler, can you get the lube and bring it for Saturday?' And you said 'okie dokie.' I remember it because it was cute."

"I do not recall," Tyler said, shaking his head.

"Babe," Josh sighed, unable to keep from smiling.

"What even is lube anyway?"

"It's what I put on me so I can go in you."

"Well that's a little morbid, if you ask me."

"What?" Josh asked confusedly. He didn't understand Tyler sometimes.

"You going inside of me. That's not very classy."

"Babe, What do you think I'm talking about?"

"Quite frankly, I don't know."

"Sex, Tyler," josh said. "I'm talking about sex."

"Oh," Tyler said, staying quite for a moment. "Well the point is, I brought snacks and snuggle blankets."

"So I'm gonna have to go to the CVS across the street and get lube?"

"I still don't get what lube is!"

"Whatever," Josh said, shaking his head. "You know what? It's our wedding night. We can do what we want. We don't have to have sex. Let's have snacks and snuggle, ok?"

Tyler smiled widely. "Ok."

So the boys got out their snacks and blankets, plopping down on the couch in their hotel room and watching TV.

"Oh, Joshie, I brought this stuff, too," Tyler said, reaching into his bag and handing Josh a bottle that said 'lubricant.'

"Babe..." Josh sighed with a laugh.

"What?"

"This is lube."

"No it's not. It's lubricant."

"Same thing, baby. That's the same exact thing."

"Oh."