Arthur went silent, not saying anything for a long time. Instead he shifted in his seat, looking Eames over for a long time. A slow, wicked smile curved his lips. "I won't mind at all," he admitted. "I'll just think about you naked and that will solve the problem and then I can ignore those clothes you tend to wear," he teased, sounding pleased with himself.
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Date: 2012-06-03 01:41 am (UTC)"I'm sure we can arrange for that, Mr Eames."