It's nice to be back stateside. Mike exhales slowly as Carmelo finds him, the two of them exchanging glances. They're still growing used to each other, but it's slow, steady progress. When Pretty Deadly insult them, and Carmelo doesn't leave Miz to handle it by himself, Mike thinks maybe there's a slim chance this could work between them after all, that it's not as one sided as he'd assumed.
"What should we do?" he asks, adjusting his suit while Melo scoffs and stares down at his phone.
"What do you think? Kick their ass." It's the first time Melo is the first to suggest they compete together and Mike has to fight not to smile about it.
"Sounds good to me," he says. "In the meanwhile, wanna brainstorm our catchphrase?"
Melo glances at him, then sighs. "Some other time," he says, before turning and taking his leave.
Mike watches him go, lips twitching. "Yeah," he mutters. "Slow, steady progress." Shrugging, he turns and heads in the other direction, glad to at least be able to say they've made it this far in their new partnership.