Harvey whistled before he gave a little chuckle. "Cheerleaders loved you, I bet," he said with an easy grin. "I know how it is. But I went Harvard, not the army." Harvey said, knowing that Eliot must have seen much more than his fair share of horrors.
"Basketball and baseball are much more my games," Harvey admitted as Eliot drew their attention back to the game. "I'm really just here for the drinking partner and someone who won't sing Kumba-fucking-ya," he admitted, taking a sip of his scotch.
"Hence why I've got for the hard liquor over the beer, which you're welcome to, if you're interested."