"I would not piss on him was he burning in the flames of hell," Grey said politely. One of Hal's brows flicked upward, but only momentarily. "Just so," he said dryly. "The question, though, is whether Fraser might be inclined to perform a similar service for you." Grey placed his cup carefully in the center of the desk. "Only if he thought I might drown," he said, and went out."