Zay checked his reflection in Syd's full length mirror. Damn but he looked good in a tux. Drop dead gorgeous. Paul wouldn't stand a chance. He put the final touches on his ensemble - am exotically spicy cologne and went to get the seal of approval from his housemates.

"What do you guys think? Subtle enough?"

"Subtle like a sledge hammer," Syd said, while Jinx just rolled her eyes.

"Dude, you look like Bond." Izzie added his two cents worth. "All you need is a 'martini, shaken not stirred', in your hand. It's kinda creepy. Seems like a lot of work to me for a dude you don't know. What if he's into chicks?"

"He's not. I really got him hot and bothered last time, didn't I Syd?"

"Yep."

"Ok then. I'm off to bag and tag myself a caterer, kiddies. Don't wait up."