Voicemail

[vdistinctive]

"You've reached Eliot. If this is Parker: no, cereal doesn't count as dinner. If it's Hardison: no, I haven't read your email, yet. Nate and Sophie: if you schedule the damned wedding already, I'll attend.

Anyone else, leave a message, and I'll get back to you."

*beep*

Comments

[vdistinctive]

Eliot stared at his phone. It wasn't an angry stare. It wasn't a confused stare. It was pure shellshock. Then he pulled out his phone and made a phone call of his own.

It wasn't like his staff was the most reliable source he knew of, but still. You didn't hear a rumor like that and not try to chase it down, right?