My brother is in town for two days, visiting me and his college friends.
I picked him up from SFO in costume, and we had breakfast at Cafe Borrone.
Tom: "What time is the wedding?"
Me: "I need to leave in an hour."
Tom: "Where are you going to change?"
Me: "I brought a dress, but now I'm thinking of just going in costume. This isn't a scary costume."
Tom: "It's not a costume wedding though."
Me: "It probably won't matter that much."
Tom: "No! Don't go in costume. How would you like it if some yahoo came to your wedding in a costume?"
Me: "Oh, that'd be awesome."
Tom: [at the same time] "Yes, okay, you would. But don't do it!"
I listened to Tom, and changed beforehand. I was very grateful for this, when I arrived at the wedding. There were eight bridesmaids and eight groomsmen. All the attendees were in very formal wedding attire.