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Chim: Finally, that bet can get settled.

Eddie: It's St Patrick's Day, so I kissed him for good luck. I was just following tradition.

Hen: Isn't he from Pennsylvania?

Buck: When we got dosed with pot brownies, definitely.

Eddie: Was it really that crazy?

Buck: Well, seeing you in handcuffs and crying in broad daylight is seared in my mind, so yes.

Ramon: Son, remember you're the man of the house now, you need to like more masculine things, like sports.

Eddie: Well, I guess you'd be happy to know I have a boyfriend who is on the football team then.

Buck: I'm pretending you're in jail.

Chim: Why?

Jace, puzzled: Yes

Luke, thoughtful: Yes

*the next day*

Viserys, holding Luke on his lap: So, one more time, just to make sure I didn't misheard. You want me to marry you and Aemond? My son? Your uncle? The one you had a fight with, where my daughter's honor was hurt, and consequently yours, where you crippled him for life in an attempt to protect your brother? Did I say that correctly?

Luke, eating a cupcake: Yes, that's right.

Viserys: Why?!?

Luke: When my uncle and I marry, we'll be much stronger and happier, and all our wounds will heal! Understood?

Viserys: …Of course. But who am I to refuse my beloved grandson?!? Your parents don't know, do they?

Luke: Nope. I thought you'd organize the wedding faster, being the king.

Viserys proudly: You thought right!

Wow. So, when? Since our, uh, rookie season. Since your rookie season? No, it's not true. Since before that. Not helpful.

Ravi: You were the one who wanted to go drinking in the first place.

Chim: Is everything ok?

Buck: Yeah everything's fine, I’m just on my way to Eddie’s because I heard a guy laughing in the background of our call and I wanna know what’s funny too.