Memorable. "There's a lot of truth to that," he replied, remembering in a less than amused fashion at how he'd followed a young woman home for some fun, only to find out her intent was the show and dinner. "I've got a nice little reminder from my first tour of duty."
He didn't need to be told twice. Eliot fell in step with Sam, zipping up his jacket as he walked. "It beats being a one man show in the city of the strange," he agreed and laughed. "Nothing wrong with that." Then again, his job involved a fair amount of explotation anyway. It only seemed natural.
"So where'd you come from before you ended up here?"