When the line went dead, Eliot chucked the cell over his shoulder without looking - not that he could see. It landed neatly on the bed. "Not that I know of - just dirt and sweat. Unless the ground is contaminated. They don't hurt, though." He took a step back, motioning her into the room. "Grab me a pair of jeans, would you? April's on her way. Probably Morgan, too."
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