mike.

Mike smiled at Blaine glad to see his old friend. He allowed the other to lead him with a laugh. “No, well you know this place better then I do.” He replied. “And of course, I have so much to tell you, B.” He told him excitedly.

The decision was made then.  They were heading to Rockefeller
Center and Mike was going to get a taste of New York Italian the
way it should be on the way there.  Dropping his arm from Mike’s
shoulders once they were on their way, Blaine looked up blinking
curiously and nudged him lightly with his elbow.  “No time better
to start talking away than now.  If you have so much to tell me,”
Blaine stuffed his glove covered hands in his pockets and arched
a brow trying to encourage Mike to spill the beans.  “I’m all ears.”