Did Paul spike the food?

No

"What, hell no....Well I thought about it," Paul says quickly.

You sigh with great relief. "Well when is the wedding?"

"Well, it is kind of two days from now," Paul answers quietly.

Rubbing the side of your head feeling a headache come on, you close you eyes and ask "How long?"

Confused Paul says, "How long what?"

Taking a deep breath you say, "How long do I have to be a chick Paul? The hell did you think I was going to ask how long your dick is?"

"Oh, ahh, like maybe a week," Paul answers.

Sitting up, you pull out your phone and send your parents a text telling them you are going camping with some friends for a week. "I am going to finish this meal, we are going to talk about your planning skills, and then you are going to hand over the pill you are holding," you say, picking your food back up.

"Look Aaron, I will really owe you for this, I will buy you those new computer parts you have been wanting whatever man," Paul says

You hold up one hand and say "Paul, we will talk about what great boon you owe me once this is done with but right now is burger time, after that is pill time so just chill."