Eames debated for a moment, telling Arthur where he was staying, but decided against it, since that was a sure-fire way to make sure the other man avoided the place like the plague.
What he said was: "Funny though, isn't it? That out of all the gin joints, in all the towns, in all the world, you go and walk into mine." He shook his head, "Some sort of cosmic joke, innit?" He actually had to stop himself from touching the other man, not entirely sure where the impulse had come from in the first place, wanting to clasp his shoulder or ruffle his hair, "Enjoy the rest of your evening, Arthur, and sleep well when you go."
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Date: 2010-10-26 03:16 pm (UTC)What he said was: "Funny though, isn't it? That out of all the gin joints, in all the towns, in all the world, you go and walk into mine." He shook his head, "Some sort of cosmic joke, innit?" He actually had to stop himself from touching the other man, not entirely sure where the impulse had come from in the first place, wanting to clasp his shoulder or ruffle his hair, "Enjoy the rest of your evening, Arthur, and sleep well when you go."