"Dustin, they're planning something. You can just ignore them," Eleanor swiftly advised Dustin against it.

She had volunteered herself because she was sure Sheehan wouldn't dare try anything dirty with her.

But if it was Dustin, she couldn't be sure that they wouldn't make a fool out of him.

"Don't worry. I know what I'm doing."

Dustin smiled at Eleanor before looking at Sheehan. "How should I assist you, Mr. Crock?"

"It's easy. I need a drop of your blood and a few strands of your hair.