"Your maid of honor," he repeated the words thoughtfully, looking up from his work of art to regard her. "Yes, that sounds like me."
He tried to imagine himself in a dress and ... he decided he would be the ugliest maid of honor that had ever been.
"I see you chose to ignore my point about your lying fiance. It won't get any better, I promise you. He'll just keep lying and lying.. best to face it now."