Michael was a patient person. Besides, he could wait on Anthony forever. He barely prevented himself from reaching for Anthony's hand as Anthony. He looked amazing, even after just changing his clothes and brushing his hair. Michael smiled. "Come on, then," he said softly, shoving his hands into his pockets.
He lead Anthony out into the street where there was enough area to apparate, and only then reached for his hand. "We're headed for lunch... I got reservations... apparating's quickest...so..."
He wasn't about to apparate someone without warning. He knew how people hated apparating, but Michael hated portkeys more. He was convinced after reading Stephen Hawking's books that portkeys did something strange to the space-time continuum, and could destroy the entire universe, where as apparating could only destroy his own structure. He'd much rather cut off his own nose than destroy the universe.