Harry just looked at Eric for a long moment and then rolled his eyes. Of course, he'd do whatever he needed to in order to help find whoever was after Eric. That didn't mean he appreciated the assumption that he'd throw away his duties.
John rolled to his feet and followed Pam, kissing her cheek and winking at her as he took the drink. "Thank you, love," he said with a low purr. "He's a touchy ol' bastard, but I can probably get him here in twelve hours or so."