G snorted and left the laptop in his bag without even turning it on. It's not like Hetty would ever expect him to get his paperwork in on time...or anything close to resembling on time. It was one of the cornerstones of their relationship, after all, the haggling over getting paperwork done and filed. Who was G to rob her of that familiar pattern set over years of working together?
Especially if it gained him some time with Sam, hopefully uninterrupted.
Of course, it was the mere fact that was only a hopefully uninterrupted meant he only stripped down to boxers before climbing into bed. Boxers were easier to wave off than naked if it happened to be Eric who had to knock on their door in an emergency. "Did we get ten minutes?" he asked, pausing to let the noise from a jet landing across the street subside so he didn't need to speak louder. "Or was that the total over the last three days?"