It's not putting up, I love you, you are my best friend in the entire world. But I promise I won't mention your night job. I can't see it would come up in conversation anyway. But I do want to hear all the horror stories of when you were little, and see all the embarrassing photos. [Blaine laughed, picking up every bag of treats on the shelf because he couldn't decide on a flavor for Zeus.]

Do you want to fly or drive?