"You, not yet, and frankly I don't know of anyone right now who'd be up to it. There were a few, but, well, they turned out to be HYDRA. And if your friend had one, they were probably HYDRA too. I'll check into it, if you want," Joe added.

"Oh, so you did end up telling him about the Watchers?" Methos said, as he came back out, in clean jeans, and an oversized sweater. He smiled faintly at the coffee brewing, and hopped behind the bar to help himself. "I don't know why you were so surprised, Joe; the Watchers' security is almost as bad as SHIELD's."