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Arthur stood next to Eames and gave him a toothy smile, eyebrows shooting upward.
“Eames… I’m impressed,” he murmured.
He put a finger against the taller man’s lips.
“I’m afraid you speak too soon, Arthur,” he smirked smugly and his smirk spread into a grin as the lift came to a stop and the doors slid open. He stepped back and ushered the gawking team out.
“Alright darlings – let’s dance!”
All thoughts and agendas relating to business were promptly forgotten.