He’s not sure how it happens. One moment he’s being dragged to the local embarrass-yourself-totally-in-front-of-mocking-strangers karaoke bar by his ruler straight co-worker, Ralph, and the next he’s cancelling plans at Splash to belt out cringe-worthy versions of Respect and Fat Bottomed Girls.

He manages to keep his addiction hidden from Brian during three scheduled visits, but when Brian drops in unexpectedly on a Friday evening just as Justin is about to walk out the door, he crumbles like a cheap pie crust.

Turns out Brian does a mean Freddie Mercury.