"Military man." AJ said, with an ironic laugh, gesturing to his very un-army physique. "We're built tough. Or something. Please take it." He said more sincerely. "It would be horrible for you to catch a chill if you have to sing again tonight." He told her.
"New York?" He said after a moment, realizing she'd asked him a question. "It's different. It never sleeps, it's always bustling, and it's this great old mashup of different languages and cultures." His eyes especially lit up at the last part, as he laced his fingers together, demonstrating the fact.
He realized belatedly that this brought his left arm up into view over the table top and he dropped it again hastily, hoping she didn't notice.