Eliot sinks down to sit next to him, leaning back on his hands and smiling.] Don't think I'm not disappointed about the shirt. And I know you ate, but you probably didn't eat enough. so consider this a supplemental round. You get busy when you're flitting around here.

[Eliot asks Caleb what he's working on today and shows him a few pictures in his phone of outfits he'd seen around that had given him costuming ideas. Given it's a tie, he's mostly settled on trying to put on Chicago at this point and just paring down the dance choreography for all but a few of the numbers.

He waits for Caleb to settle and start eating and then brings up what he wanted to talk to him about.] So, you've met Francis Barton, right? Cute blond, nice shoulders, sweet? How do you like him?