NOVEMBER CATCH-UP

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[All those threads we meant to do during November and then never started. PM or PP FiremanSam if you want something backdated for this month.]

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Anyone with enough connections could find him if they really tried, and Jean-Claude is a man with many connections. It still took some effort, but the effort paid of in the end. Still, he supposes he might have called first. He just did not want to give the man more of a chance to turn him down, should he want to.

He inclines his head at the other man's invitation, and feels the invisible barrier that has been keeping him out before dissolve away at his words. He steps in the door and through the other man's apartment after him, glancing around curiously at the furnishings as he does. It's a new insight on Eames, and he will soak in everything he can while he can, just in case the other man changes his mind and turns him out again instead.

"Your dog is a charming creature," he offers, by way of making small talk. Seemingly unaware that it might have sunk its teeth into him, if the other man had given it the order.

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The house is very tastefully put together, painted in light, warm colours and dark wood furniture. Maximised space, seeing as actual floorspace is something of a novelty in London, though the kitchen is almost obscenely large. Probably used to be a separate dining room before whoever owned the house before took the wall down.

"He is," Eames answers flatly, less interested in small talk and more what Jean-Claude is doing here. Once they're through to the kitchen, he reaches to a cupboard and sets a pair of glasses down on the side — a brief pause to pet the dog that's come over to stand by his legs, watching Jean-Claude cautiously in case he suddenly presents a danger.

But he's not about to bite anyone so Eames sees no cause for concern, gesturing for that bag he'd been offered at the door.