Arthur's here on business tonight, and not accounting business. He tends to meet his contacts in busy places, to keep from being overheard, and tonight is no different. He's been done meeting with his contact for a little while now, just staying to finish off his drink, but when he sees Natasha he cracks a smile and turns toward her.

"Of course I remember," he says, raising an eyebrow at her. He certainly wouldn't forget a face like hers. Part of him wishes he had gone home with her that night, despite the fact that his night with Eames had ended rather well. There probably wouldn't have been a fight with Natasha, though.

"I'm happy to see you again."