"Yes, I do," She said to the first man as she stormed over to the pool table. "Xander. You are kissing this man. Or were. And now, Oh God, you're caressing his chest. Caressing the chests of men after kissing them leads to sex. It always did with you. You are both men. If you want sex with him, you are gay."

This was not happening.

"Were you always gay?? Is that why you stood me up at the altar?" Oh god, a reason, maybe, finally.