Yeah, you know what, that's fair.

I'd be lying if I said I didn't have the urge, before the gaggle of cowboys set up their production. [ said with love, honestly.

in his fumble of keys, and distraction in piecing out the ones he's tried with the ones Eliot gives him, a single key clatters to the ground. ] Shit.

[ he's bending down to swipe it up when something catches his eye at the crack between the door and floor. ] Huh - that's weird. Look at this.