"I did," he replied, keeping his answer vague. Past a certain point in his military career, there wasn't much he could discuss, different version of this country or not. "It's been a while." He headed out the door, glancing back at Booth with an eyebrow arched.
Crazier than joining a circus to solve a case? Too bad he was a straight laced FBI agent and Eliot wasn't much of one to share details. He might've been able to compete with stealing an independent movie to rescue an orphan or a private school to find embezzled money. There wasn't really a boring job working with the team. "Yeah? What was your act? Clowning around?" he asked with a faint grin.
"Pie and beer. Now there's a combo you don't hear often."