"Ok, tomorrow we begin, I suggest we go home and prepare, we'll meet back here bright and early tomorrow." Parker proclaimed.

Eliot made a call and left the pub in the care of his friend Toby and his best culinary students as they went to get what they needed for the case. Hardison stayed behind to work on their cover stories.

The con involved Eliot going into the prison ward where Raul was being held as an undercover FBI agent disguised as a prisoner, Parker was to be the acting chief of Cardiology's temporary secretary, and Hardison would play the role of a first year medical intern.

"Eliot I want to show you something." Parker told him as they left. She took him to her warehouse. "Parker no, I fixed the problem, we can live at my house now, I'll show you." He dragged his feet not wanting to go in.

"Come on you big baby, just see." She led him to her door had him close his eyes as they entered. She turned on the lights. "Ok open them."

Gone were the dolls that dominated her walls, and the sparse, surreal furnishings. She had turned the place into a cozy loft space, dividing the once large almost empty space into living, dining and sleeping areas. It was beautiful, Eliot looked at her in shock. "When did you have time to do all this?"

"Oh I just walked into a furniture store downtown, bought everything and told them to bring it here pronto. It's amazing what happens when you throw some money around." He took her into his arms and kissed her. "I wanted to do something special for you, I hope you like it, I still need to work on the kitchen, but I figure this way you can do it the way you want." She explained.

"Parker I don't know what to say, this is amazing." He couldn't believe this was the same place. She pushed him to the door. "Now, go get your stuff, and get back here quick, we need to prepare." He started to leave, she called him back. "Eliot did you want to show me something?" "It can wait darlin', it can wait." He gave her a quick kiss before leaving.

The next day Eliot and Parker met Hardison at the brewpub. Eliot showed Hardison the temporary tattoos he got. On his right arm was a Celtic cross, another on his back revealed eagle's wings that went across his shoulder blades with a very intimidating skull in the middle. On the left side of his chest the words, 'Cuba Libre' with the Cuban flag draped around it was emblazoned in a bold font. "Wow they look so real." Hardison was impressed by the artistry as he worked them into the profile for Eliot's character. "Thank you." Parker said proudly. Then with great hesitation, Eliot took off his cap to reveal the real surprise; his hair had been shaved to a military buzz cut. Hardison gasped in shock. "Oh my gracious, you done went over the edge."

"What! It's just hair it'll grow back." He snapped not too happy himself with the look, but it did make him unrecognizable. "It was either this or dye it and I ain't doing that."

"Oh, I think you would look great as a blonde." Parker teased. Eliot growled as he put is cap back on and went to the kitchen to talk with Toby.