The image of Parker pickpocketing came to mind at her offer and brought out a small smirk. The thief was good enough that he would bet she could give them a run for their money. "That's more up to the heads of the complex but if you're offering, they sure as hell aren't going to be turning you down." They could use the help, especially since ole Lucy was out and walking around.
Eliot shrugged. "We'll give it a try." She picked things up quick enough, it wouldn't be that hard. Unlike Hardison, he wouldn't have to answer a hundred questions for one piece of information either.
There was a question on his mind, one that had come up for others when those they knew had shown up, but he felt weird asking it. He hesitated for a moment before looking over at her. "Hey Parker. What's the last job you remember us pulling?"