Eliot snorted, then reached out fast to smack Harvey on the cheek. "I highly doubt others saw me as such an angel," he said. He wasn't so much fighting now as... roughhousing a bit. He'd go back to being serious tomorrow.
"Never thought about having a lawyer on the team. Could've come in handy the time we fixed a corrupt trial." Eliot stamped hard on the mat in front of Harvey as if he'd been going to strike. "Then again, the clean, smooth, soft-haired types don't make the best theives."