[ Ray Vecchio does, because he thinks it will be funny. Because he's thinking 'how do I get those guys back for running off to Canada when I'm lying in hospital half dead', and then he thinks 'well if they like each other's company so much ha ha'. The moment Ray frowns at the bed Fraser knows that's what it is, and no matter how he wants to feel that his friend is above such things, he knows Ray Vecchio isn't. Acting like you're five when you ought to know better, it's apparently an American thing. ]

I prefer the double, Ray. We've slept in more cramped quarters than this. Besides, you'll prefer to have the room to sprawl. You'd stick your legs out the side of a single bed when you lay in it sideways.

[ Get your legs in, Ray.

Fraser decided to make a point by crossing to the closet and fetching down the extra bedding. He hadn't brought his bedroll despite a suspicion that Ray might keep driving and they'd end up camping in the middle of nowhere rather than go to the wedding. Maybe he'd been overconfident in his abilities to convince him at the time--maybe not, he had gotten Ray to come.

But if Ray was already kicking up a stink about changing rooms, who knew where he'd be by the time the ceremony actually got started.

He tried something else. ]

Please?