Ugh, tell her about it-- she'd had to buy new shampoo, new toothpaste, new everything liquid when the TSA had taken it all away. Of course Booker had never flown on a plane in the past fourteen years, of course he'd send her through airport security in a desperate escape run with contraband body wash.

"For wolves?" Elizabeth arches an eyebrow, unfamiliar with 'borets--'. Obviously Kuryakin is unfamiliar with the English word. "What is it supposed to do?" He's a hunter-- it could be some kind of poison he's looking for.