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Hardison liked to say his ride or die was orange soda, but it was actually Eliot's brownies. Of course, that sentiment only lasted as long as the brownies were around, though. The second they were gone he was back to writing odes to orange soda. But oh, when those brownies were around...They were ooey, gooey deliciousness and Hardison had protocols for those brownies, dammit Eliot! Protocols! Obviously, he never said it out loud (he couldn't disrespect orange soda like that) but he made sure Eliot knew of his appreciation. Did this involve curating the ads he saw on his phone whenever Hardison wanted these brownies in order to guide him towards thinking of making brownies? Maybe. Like he said...Protocols.