"We'd be terrible at it." Eames agreed, a faint smile finally catching at the corners of his mouth, "Or fantastic, depending on your point of view." After all, they knew each other well enough to jab where it hurt, but there wasn't really much chance that they would if it came right down to it.

It was right about then that the lights finally flickered to life again, and Eames actually smiled, "Ah, there we are, we'll be moving again in no time."