Fletcher frowned. "I should know what's going on in this," he protested. Not that he was eager to see people getting killed, mind you, but his brother always overlooked things. Besides, Al would need help keeping Russell and Elizabeth separated. They'd been on each other's nerves lately.
Elizabeth gave Fletcher a smile. "Yeah, but I think we can catch you up on what happened without you seeing people getting killed, Fletcher," she said gently.
Fletcher didn't look like he liked that option, but it was probably better than the nightmares he'd probably get from seeing death and dismemberment or whatever else was in this show. "All right."