Joe nodded.

"I'll do that then. And you-" he levelled a finger at Methos "-not one word from you. You're the one who designed the security in the first place."

"In the nineties!" Methos countered. "It was perfectly sound in the nineties! I've offerred to update it, but nooo, they don't want my grubby little Immortal paws anywhere near their precious systems." He rolled his eyes, and drank his coffee.