On tap. Mhm. [ He looks directly at Eliot's bottle. ] Sounds legit. I see your tap right there in your hands.
[ Hardison takes another drink anyway. BUT HE WON'T ENJOY IT, ELIOT. ]
what kind of country-ass lager...
[ He pulls out his phone, and starts typing something in. ]
Anyway, listen. You know how I've got some backdoors built into a few big institutions? Banks, record-keepers, government offices, things like that? I tried to get in to a few of them, you know, make sure we've got a little breathing room while we try to figure out where we are and what the hell is going on.
[ He looks down at the phone. It's not just worry in his eyes anymore; He looks... disturbed. ]
no subject
[ Hardison takes another drink anyway. BUT HE WON'T ENJOY IT, ELIOT. ]
what kind of country-ass lager...
[ He pulls out his phone, and starts typing something in. ]
Anyway, listen. You know how I've got some backdoors built into a few big institutions? Banks, record-keepers, government offices, things like that? I tried to get in to a few of them, you know, make sure we've got a little breathing room while we try to figure out where we are and what the hell is going on.
[ He looks down at the phone. It's not just worry in his eyes anymore; He looks... disturbed. ]
But I ran into a problem.