Oh what Raylan wouldn't give to be there to hear it. "Make sure someone gets it on camera for me."

He could guess what the following answer would be with the way Jeff's face dipped and dropped, and he nodded fractionally at it, a thread of worry move through the slight furrow of his brow. Athena, when she was upset, ran full speed to the first thing that could make musical noise. Could Jeff do the same or was he just up a shit creek without a paddle? The phone meant the lost of shit too, shit that was vastly more important than a hat or a badge.

"I'm still waitin' for someone to make a proper Jonestown joke, but.." He wondered if Ellie was coming back. She had that acoustic. It was something. Better than nothing, right? But was she? "I got a hunt to go on later. For Ellie's guitar. She didn't come in with it, someone found it here." He rolled a shoulder in a shrug. "Someone oughta take care of it until she gets back too."

He watched Jeff's face sidelong and causal like, to see how he took that suggestion.