I know that look. It's one part pussy-whipped and one part oh shit. Now, I'm cool here, and I could let him go, but what's a best friend for if not to get a guy in trouble with his lady, you know?

So I give him the aw, man, you're not leaving me here eyes, and say, "Nah, I'm thinking it's time I meet your lady." Then I pause a beat, smile wicked, and add, "I promise not to call you 'Baby' in front of her."