I feel more like an Ethan Barden I'm a lot more Elliott
*warmly* I've no problem sticking with your gut feelings. I've been called everything under the sun, myself. *darts his eyes left and right (so Ethan will get the feel of the conspiratorial whisper without having to hear it)* Don't tell Glorfindel that, mind. He might take it as a suggestion.
If you've got a little while to kill...
*hands over his laptop bag relatively easily enough, for an Ecthelion* Sure, all right. Are you sure you're not just hiding out, Elliott? I'm told our tabloids are fearsome beasts. *grins* I'm a little surprised you're still in one piece, actually.