[ Not that Eames has any real intention of jogging, but he'll keep up with all that for now. Have an address to meet him at, and that's where he'll be, likely the most casual Orange will ever see him - apart from the one time he was naked and the other time he was in his pajamas, and the other time in the swim shorts, but this is a new breed of newness with the athletic trainers and all. ]
[ He should've just not gone through with it at all, knowing Freddy. He's never actually seen him run like a cawp in all his time here - except for their experiences in the desert. The fight as dogs doesn't count. ]
Aren't friends supposed to support each other in all of their endeavours?
I didn't know you run, like, you actually go out and do rounds around the block.
[Too fat, too old, too lazy, too English, any one of those works. For the record Orange here can run like hell when he has to. He just didn't figure this was going to be one of those moments.]
Hey it's summer, you don't look too weird.
[Unless Eames is wearing sweatbands. Is Eames wearing sweatbands??]
[ To go back home and change? Eames can't decide whether or not it's worth it. He waves them on into a walk, at least, headed to the business area of the City - there are at least a few restaurants that way, if a bit pricier. ]
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