"Yeah, sure." Eliot didn't have anything sensitive on there -- it wasn't like he was handing Noah one of Hardison's great technical wonders or anything. "Actually, here, lemme see. . . ." He opened the photo app and scrolled through until he found a photo Parker had sneakily took a few weeks ago, of Eliot cooking dinner while Hardison worked on his laptop and fussed at him about using fancy vegetables. They were standing close together in the shot, and Eliot, at least, though they looked pretty damn smitten with each other -- or as much as you could tell from the weird high angle Parker had used. . . .

"You heard of photography?" he asked, as he held the phone out for Noah to take again. "When're you from, anyway?"