Armaan grinned then, and he reached out to pat Avery's hand. "Of course you can, bro. Give me a day or two, but then the scoop is all yours."
Henry, who had been near the door for a moment or so, edged into the room. "The swarms of press outside will be so pissed off and I am here for it," he chuckled. "Also, just so you're both aware, you're both badasses, but if you keep trying to tell each other that, you're going to be here all night."
"Hey, Henry," Armaan smiled and he was happy when Henry hugged him.
"Hey yourself, man," Henry said, moving to lean against the wall. "Scared the shit out of us."