"What?" Hardison craned around to give Parker a look. "Woman, you had our kids trackin' our shoes? What--why--are there trackers in all our stuff already?"

Great. Now he was going to have to take apart every electronic in the house to make sure Parker hadn't decided to bug them for giggles.

"I'm the one who puts trackin' devices into things! Me! Otherwise, who knows who'll be able to hack into the system and use that information against us?!"

Beat. "Umm, also, privacy an' junk." Yeah, that was entirely an afterthought. Hardison sometimes slept with his earbud in.