"You have friends. You have me. I like you because you're you, man, I don't even know what the Rathaway's do entirely. To me, you're a friend first." Barry smiled and impulsively, he put an arm around Hartley and gave him a half hug before sprinting ahead and pushing the door open. Well, there was his tie, in the sink. One item down. He held up the soaking wet tie proudly. "I found it!" He grinned at Hartley before turning to check the stalls for his pants. No sign so far.