He arranges his fork and plate in front of him and hits his straw against the table to remove the paper, smiling to himself at Michael's dramatic reaction when Eli sat down. Michael appears so well put together, a professional doctor, but then he literally just yelped, hand over the heart and everything. Eli doesn't know, but there's something oddly endearing about it.
He plops the straw down into his drink, takes a sip, and it's the first iced coffee from Quill he's had since getting back. It's awesome, sweet and delicious, just the way he likes. "It's okay. I didn't mean to scare you. So even off the clock you're still on the clock?" he asks, sounding a little amused. He's already gotten that Michael works a lot.
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Date: 2014-08-18 01:45 pm (UTC)He plops the straw down into his drink, takes a sip, and it's the first iced coffee from Quill he's had since getting back. It's awesome, sweet and delicious, just the way he likes. "It's okay. I didn't mean to scare you. So even off the clock you're still on the clock?" he asks, sounding a little amused. He's already gotten that Michael works a lot.