He settled in, considering Eames and not the menu. Damn but that smile was a thing of beauty. How had he let himself get into this? He needed to be careful or he was going to hurt himself, or someone else.

"He isn't? I feel honoured," he said, and despite his light tones, he truly was. It was a sign of trust. "Does it help knowing Cobb doesn't know where I am," he offered in return.

Sitting back, he considered that. "Depends. Are we being gentlemen or daring?"