(Episode begin at Pops' house. Rigby is opening a soda and he gives it to Mordecai. He smiles at the sunset.)
Rigby: Hmmm. (sips his drink) So, how are things with CJ now that Margaret's admitted she has feelings for you?
Mordecai: Psh. I don't know. Pretty weird.
Rigby: Mmmm. Mmmhmm.
(He takes another sip of his soda.)
Mordecai: I actually haven't even seen her very much. She's had some friends visiting out of town, so we haven't really had a chance to talk about stuff. It's awkward.
(The ringtone from "Mordecai and Rigby: Ringtoneers" is heard. Mordecai looks at his phone; CJ is calling.)
Rigby: Don't be afraid of your feelings, Mordecai.
Mordecai: (smugly) Thanks.
(He hits Rigby in the face.)
(Mordecai answers the call.)
(CJ appears in split-screen.)
Mordecai: What's up?
CJ: Mmm, not much. How are you?
Mordecai: Good, good.
(Rigby sighs in exasperation.)
CJ: Do you guys have a lot to do today?
Mordecai: Yeah. Muscle Man's wedding is tonight, so we're gonna be pretty busy. What time will you get here?
CJ: Probably right before the ceremony.
Mordecai: Cool, cool. Well, cool. I guess I'll see you later then.
CJ: Definitely. I'll see you later
(CJ hangs up.)
Mordecai: See? It's awkward.
Rigby: Well, what're you gonna do?
Mordecai: I dunno. It's fine.
Mordecai: I'm fine, what?
Rigby: Ok, you're fine.
(Cut to the next morning at Pops' house. The groundskeepers are gathered at the front.)
Benson: Ok, Muscle Bro's on his way with the tuxes. Skips, you've got the ice sculpture covered?
(Skips rolls out the ice sculpture; it is Muscle Man and Starla's heads lip-locking in a horn of plenty. Muscle Man gasps.)
Muscle Man: Our horn of plenty!
Benson: (spinning pen) Let's see, what else?
(Muscle Man stands up.)
Muscle Man: Can I just take a minute to tell you guys something? If you were to ask me to assemble a team of the best wedding planners I could find, a team more potent than the sum of its parts, each wheel turning...independently...yet together...
(Muscle Man breaks down crying, and smashes the sculpture.)
Mordecai, Rigby, Pops and Hi Five Ghost: Whoa, Muscle Man!
Muscle Man: Oh no bro, oh no! I'm sorry! I didn't think I'd be this emotional, but it's been a wild ride since about 4 in the morning!
Skips: Don't worry about it, Muscle Man.
(He gets a replica of the sculpture.)
Skips (continued): We expected this.
Muscle Man: (wipes tear) You guys...(yells in happiness) I meant what I said about the...
(He feels another breakdown, but Benson comes to stop him.)
Benson: (laughs) Alright. Let's get this guy married, people!
(Cut to Parkside Lux. Inside, Mordecai and Rigby are setting up the chairs.)
Mordecai: 57, 58.
(He holds his arms out to catch the next folding chair.)
Mordecai (continued): 58...Dude!
(Rigby is covered in chairs, pretending to shoot guns. He falls back in the pile of folding chairs and laughs.)
Mordecai (continued): Man, come on. Why do you always do that?
(Mordecai's phone rings again. He fumbles with it.)
Rigby: (getting up) Oh, man.
(He grabs a folding chair and goes up to Mordecai. Mordecai turns away and answers his phone.)
Mordecai: Heey, Margaret.
Rigby: Margaret? Is she coming to the wedding too?
Mordecai: (to Rigby) Go away!
(Margaret appears on the other end.)
Margaret: (laughs) I am coming to the wedding.
Mordecai: Sorry, Rigby was just not setting up chairs.
Margaret: That actually sounds a lot better than what I'm doing.
(We get a full view of Margaret's location. Starla is being prepped for the wedding.)
Margaret (continued): Starla's turning out to be a pretty high-maintenance bride.
Starla: Ugh! I feel like a stuffed sausage! Where's Eileen with my Gas-Begone?!
(Eileen frustratingly storms in with an iced coffee.)
Eileen: You asked me to go get you an iced coffee!
(She sighs, places the iced coffee down, and storms out.)
Margaret: I should run. But I just wanted to say sorry for what happened on our double date. I apologize to CJ too. I didn't mean to make things weird, it's just-
Mordecai: Yeah, yeah, it's cool.
Margaret: Well, see you at the wedding.
(Mordecai looks back and is shocked at something.)
Mordecai: Uh, yeah. Ok, bye! (hangs up) Rigby?!
(The chairs are stacked up together instead of in rows.)