Ian and Johnny
Johnny wasn't so different. Young, handsome, and fun brought a lot of people his way.
"Sure is," he nodded, and leaned over a little to bump Ian's shoulder with his. "She's new." Johnny had been around for years, without her, and having her here wasn't getting old any time soon. "You could always just thank her yourself, though. She doesn't bite."
Not even if someone asked. Which he was definitely never thinking about. Gross.