[ He's got significantly less issues with his temper. It comes in handy. Mike's so used to the little tells being something that only he and his brother know. Not another person in their lives. If one doesn't count Elektra.

This is a whole new experience for Mike. He never really gave it thought before, there was too much going on, and there never seemed to be time. Never mind the logistics of trying to be with another person while having a dual life. ]

Obviously.

[ A quiet laugh and he knocks Frank's shoulder gently with his own. ]

Ambiance, right. Can you spell that?

[ What's a little love without a touch of gentle war? They're always going to be at odds in some ways. That's definitely ok. ]

The menu? It's fine, most places don't. [ He leans over for a reassuring peck to Frank's jaw. ] Anyways, I'm pretending to be as sighted as I can. Easier to get by.

But, uhh, manicotti sounds good.