The smile remained on Eames' lips while he studied Arthur silently. "You wouldn't have given me that last job if you didn't," he said, confidently and smoothly. He raised an eyebrow with a smirk. "I have my reasons to dress the way I do when I'm on a job in the community but this, this I would like to say is my normal wardrobe style."

Even the moments of silence was nice and comfortable between them but honestly, Eames didn't expect it being anything less. His lips curled up as he sent Arthur a smirk. "Here's to that," he said, picking up his glass to tap against Arthur's. He thought they could do it. They had done it so far anyway.