Nancy casts a glance up at Eames when he puts his hand on her shoulder. It's a surprisingly warming gesture, and she draws a little closer to him. The smile is different than her usual ones- the warmth comes from within, a fondness evident on her features.

"Well, Arthur, when he gets here. Then there's Kyle," she gestures to the Abercrombie & Fitch model, "and Cooper." That would be the surly seventeen-year-old drinking whiskey on the couch. The one she was super in love with.