"You could just get him a joint," Elliot muttered, knowing from one of their first conversations that was the only drug John seemed perfectly comfortable with. Elliot'd settled against the corner of his couch, smoking a cigarette by the time the drug lesson was done and he could kind of see the gears in John's head working.

Even without hacking him he'd slowly started to figure him out. Not as thoroughly as he could with a hack but enough.

"I still have the Matrix movies," yes, it'd taken him that long to think of something better than the Prophecy but honestly were those movies that much better? Maybe not.