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[beeep] "Hallo there, lovelies. I'm afraid I'm not available at the moment, which probably means I'm doing something fun. Or dead in a ditch. Or stuck under something heavy. If you think it's option number one, leave a message. If you think it's option two or three, do be a dear and call for someone who drives a vehicle with a siren attached."

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Oh, on the contrary, darling, I have no doubts in your abilities. If you're half as good at this as you are at your many other talents, then I'm looking forward to food fit for a king.

One day I'm going to break a leg falling from that pedestal you put me in. [The shadow of a blush, there it is, in his cheeks.]

[Eames sees that blush, which makes it impossible for him to resist leaning in to kiss the side of Arthur's face.]

Well, if that happens, love, I promise to nurse you back to health from your metaphorical injury.

[He doesn't resist, but tightens the grip on the dish on his hands so he doesn't drop the plate by accident.]

Hmm....? Small consolation. Go sit, the table is all set up.

[He smiles, kissing the side of Arthur's face again before letting go of him.] Your wish is my command, darling. [He steps back to go sit at the table, still smiling faintly.]

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