Okay, so tasing Eliot and tying him up hadn't made him any less crazy or suspicious. Fancy that.
"Riddle me this, Ratman," Hardison asked, looking up to the ceiling for a divine gift of patience, "why would we drug you? What purpose would that serve?"
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"Riddle me this, Ratman," Hardison asked, looking up to the ceiling for a divine gift of patience, "why would we drug you? What purpose would that serve?"