Eames watched as Arthur made his way over to the waiter, whisper then he headed to the bathroom with a wide smile. He ran his knuckle under his nose before he stood from the table and made his way toward the bathroom just a minute after him. He could feel his heart pounding and butterflies overwhelming his stomach.

Eames stepped inside a moment later and gave Arthur a smirk. "Fancy meeting you here," he teased and stepped in closer to the point man.