Where to start, where to start....okay, let's try this.
When a man starts going steady with a woman, he often dumps his buddies. It's a given that he'll go away for a while to concentrate on her, leaving the guys to note something like :
"Haven't seen Brad for a while."
"Yeah, he's found a new squeeze."
These revelations are met with general assent in the form of knowing nods and grunted agreement. It's an understood flow in the tides of male life.
As a sidebar, this is more evidence that men are single processors. 'Early relationship' requires concentration and singular purpose, and being with guys chews up valuable time and energy. Plus it's distracting. End sidebar.
Why is this the case? Even if the guy is seeing the chick only once or twice a week, he checks out of his male relationships, despite oodles of time to maintain them. And doesn't he want to boast about the new piece of tail in his life?
My amateur/observer response is that we should look at Brad as a reproductive machine, not as the good-guy friend. Because we don't divide to reproduce (a very good thing, given that one Paris, and one Perez Hilton is quite enough, thank-you) we have to find a partner with whom to have sex. If our hero has latched onto the potential bearer of mini-Brads, it makes pure biological sense that he'll want to spend time cultivating (and harvesting) those randy oats.
A more subtle reason might be that Brad is keeping the other males away from a reproductively-minded female. Why give other ball-sporters the chance of gaining vital intelligence about someone who might be interested in someone's progeny other than Brad's? I think that question answers itself.
Priorities, that's what that's all about. First reproduce, then drink beer.
If you haven't read Richard Dawkins' The Selfish Gene, I recommend you do so to understand just how innate this drive to fuck and spawn is. It exists at the protein level.
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