Brigid and Wayne
Wayne grinned. "Aloha! This is fucking fantastic," he told her, wanting her to know her hard work was appreciated. "The music and the grass and flowers and stuff...it's like we're there!"
He'd had a few drinks beforehand. He figured that if Justin wasn't going to be there, which he probably wasn't, then there wasn't a reason not to get shit-faced and probably lose any dignity he had left.
"Sorry I missed the other one. There was...stuff. But I heard it was good. What the hell are we going to do without you to plan these kickass shindigs?"
He could so totally tell that Albus had a thing for Brigid, so Wayne had taken it upon himself to investigate. Undercover, and stuff.