Sam, I am

Sam: Get dressed up. Tonight's gonna be a classy one!

Sam: That would be all kinds of awesome. How's tonight? I'll get off of work early, take you out?

Sam: Now /that's/ more like it.

Sam: ...I'll try my hardest not to suggest dumb things.

Sam: Babe, I don't want you to not care. These are big decisions, I get it. Just let me help you. Stop carrying all of the stress of it all on your shoulders.

Sam: Yeah, I did. I get it but this stuff isn't supposed to be so stressful. It's supposed to be a happy time - y'know, getting ready for our future and stuff?

Sam: Quit being a mean bridezilla. Ever since we've been house hunting and planning this wedding, you've been super crazy.

Sam: Am I allowed to choose my own tux or are you gonna yell again?

Sam: We're getting married in single digit months. Boo-yah.