Please, Ray, for the love of God, don't apologize for wearing a normal looking tux.

[Venkman is nowhere near as drunk as he was the night before, thank god. He has a martini glass in one hand, but it's only his second one of the night. Or third. Maybe.

His own suit is probably familiar to Ray- it looks very similar to one that he has at home.]

This is way more extravagant than a high school prom. I went with some cheerleader at mine. We dated for like, two weeks.