[Fraser and Vecchio? Seriously? Ray can't even tell if that's a joke or not or how he should respond to a statement like that, so he's almost glad for the intervention of Vecchio himself. He could think of better people to be conversing with right now, but between Welsh talking about Fraser's 'thing' with Vecchio and Vecchio himself, he'll choose the latter. Hell, the two of them might even manage a conversation without trying to punch each other at the end of it, wouldn't that be something? Because if Stanley hadn't resented Ray for swanning back in and taking his life back, he sure as hell resented him for stealing his wife. Ex-wife, but whatever.

But maybe, just maybe, he might be able to get over it now that Stella's married. And the fact that he made out with Benton in the hallway. And agreed to go run off with him to Canada. Again.

While Welsh retreats, Ray picks idly at some finger food, watching Vecchio like he's half expecting hostility. Fraser's speech wasn't exactly the greatest best man speech, after all, and it might be that Kowalski gets some of the blame for it. And yet there they stand in silence for several drawn out seconds while they both chew food and stare idly until Vecchio is the one who opts to speak up.

It's almost cute that he thinks Stanley needs saving from the Mountie, and he can't help but grin just slightly at the idea of it. There's still something exceptionally tempting about allowing Fraser to get swamped by mass female family members from both sides, but no, he said he'd dance with his friend and he will.

Shoving the rest of a breadstick into his mouth, he moves that hand to scratch at the underside of his chin, offering up a shrug as he does so. No hard feelings. Sure.]

I'm fine. It's probably my fault for givin' him alcohol in the first place. [He supposes he should take some responsibility for that.]

Is uh, is Stella alright? I mean, I guess being threatened by Mounties isn't exactly what she needs on her weddin' day.