When Eliot's face lights up so does Hardison's and he clasps his hands together, mirroring his enthusiasm.

"Oh man, I spend like the entire night on that one?! It's legit, man. Men's Health's been blowing up my mailbox ever since because they are SO mad they didn't get you?"

He jumps up, grabbing Eliot's arm and dragging him along. "Come on, I'll show you. It's high gloss paper glory, baby."