"Yeah, yeah." I mime his gums flapping with my hand. "All talk and no play, Nick. All talk and no play."

Now baiting Nicky is not the best idea. Most of his stuff is pretty played out, but my boy's a nerd. And I never met a nerd who didn't bring his A-game when it came to revenge.

But, it's worth it, you know what I'm saying? 'Cos I got to bust my boy's chops for awhile, and none of us are standing around scuffing our toes in the dirt not meeting each others' eyes while doing the 'who does he love more?' dance. Now? We're all old friends, and me and Karen are gonna get on real fine.

So I sling my arm around Nicky's shoulders, reach out with the other hand to muss his hair, then turn a smile on Karen that'd melt butter in a freezer. "A'ight, Miss Filippelli, you and I gotta make a deal, here. You tell me what my boy's been getting up to on the island, and I'll tell you..." I smirk at Nick. "Anything you want to know."

Within reason. There are some things a man won't dish about his bros. But Karen? She's cool, and I'm guessing that won't be a problem.