"Well, I'd hope it's not a typical one," Karen says, following along half a step behind him, laughing as she speaks. "I'm not sure how I feel about you spending a night surrounded by male strippers, drinking fruity cocktails." Granted, it's hard to imagine Peggy wanting anything like that, either, or asking John to arrange her bachelorette party if that were what she wanted. It's funny to joke about, but it would be a goddamn weird party, even if she isn't actually someone who would be jealous over something like a stripper. Something like that would, at least, lead to some great stories.

"I assume that's a typical bachelorette party, anyway. That's what TV tells me."