Neal stuck his hand in his pocket and came to stand next to him, looking out at the New York night. "It doesn't have to be complicated."

"Why isn't Eliot getting the makeover? You know, the guy who sleeps in his clothes and thought Herbal Essences was some kind of tea?"

It's three o'clock in the morning, and Parker has something she wants to talk to Clay about.

When the Leverage team decides to take down Vaughn Wilson, they don't realize that he's dealing in something a lot worse than heroin and assault rifles, or that Eliot's old boss has his eye on Wilson too. Things can go wrong in a hurry when whether you're a Loser or just providing a little leverage, but with Eliot's life on the line, his past and his present had better work together fast, or Eliot's future won't last longer than tonight.

When the Russian mob starts to take over the Boston underworld there are two ways to handle the situation; the way of the gun, or the way of the con. Or, a little bit of both.

So Alec had randomly mentioned that he was actually just gonna stay home on Thanksgiving and yes, as Eliot so awesomely put it, "play stupid video games."

Eliot hasn't seen his parents since he was four.

Alec gets to wear ... something different.

For [info]tigriswolf's [info]comment_fic prompt "Inception/Leverage, Eliot&Arthur, it's been awhile since Eliot saw his little brother" (theme was 'Prompt is the first line')

Eliot watches, fascinated, as Hardison brings the joint to his lips and inhales, making the lit end burn bright and cherry-red for several long seconds.