So is that you telling me you don't want to get brunch with me? Because I saw like five places offering bottomless mimosas on the way here.

( It's said with a smile and a hope to add some levity to the moment. Still there's something nice about the weight and warmth of Richie's hand on his shoulder. After a brief pause, he just can't help reaching up, placing his own over it and squeezing. )

Thanks, Rich. It was you that told me I could be brave, yeah? ( And once again, he smiles. )

Well, no— you're my friend. I thought about the others but when it really came down to it I just really wanted to be near you.