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arthur "angrily eats salad" ([personal profile] pointedlook) wrote 2018-08-09 11:21 pm (UTC)

[ Truthfully, he hadn't known what to expect. Eames had been their go-between and Arthur had been willing to let him handle it. For one, it was unusual for Eames to volunteer to do any kind of footwork. And two, he had a mountain of research to get through at the time.

The tall, slim figure had caught his eye when he'd come in, height alone marking him out. But he'd dutifully kept his gaze at a neutral limit. So it'd been surprising and unsurprising in turn when that stranger came over, all clean, lush lines and a soft click of well-made heels. Arthur doesn't stare but he does take Peter's appearance in, matching it to what he'd been described. Well. Eames had been right; he definitely liked him already. ]


No, not at all.

[ That was the truth. He'd gotten here early, a habit he'd never shaken. The bartender comes over then, sets a drink down in front of Peter. A manhattan, probably perfectly made, judging from the reputation of this place. And what's more, the regularity— Peter comes here often and he doesn't look the type to settle for mediocrity. ]

I suppose we can skip the pleasantries, unless you'd like them.

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