[Meatball Parade on loop for 10 hours]

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Catchall for Eames to keep clutter to a minimum! As always, PM or PP to chat it up, or just throw a starter down I'm probably amenable.

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"It's fine," Eames says, hefting another sigh. "It's not like I was compelled to answer your questions. "

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That gives Arthur pause, and his eyebrows twitch as he replays that back to himself in his head.

"So why did you?"

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"Not like I could lie about it, is it?"

You know, what with the whole 'cannot tell a lie' thing he's subject to an all that.

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"You could have just said you didn't want to talk about it," he says.

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Eames shrugs a shoulder in response, totally nonchalant, "I didn't really mind."

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Arthur's in the process of trying to think about how to respond to that when he sees the door to the building open and the witch walks out. He looks down at his watch as he grabs his pen and his notebook so he can jot down the time.

"Time to go," he says.

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Eames watches as she gets into her car, hoping for something unusual or untoward, but it's mostly the standard things one does when starting their car. And then someone comes out and joins her and he figures that's it for tonight unless either of them have a pair of binoculars handy.

Either way, it's probably a fair assumption where the rest of her night is going.

"I think we've got all we're going to," he sighs, agreeing with Arthur.

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Arthur turns the key in the ignition and starts the car with a sigh.

"You want me to take you home?"

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"Oh-- Such a gentleman," Eames teases with a grin tugging at his lips, "please. Thank you."