[ Anyone who shows up anywhere in a sheet, well, Arthur would rather not meet them. Arthur himself is dressed down - which is to say expensively creased trousers, oxford shirt, tie, and a sweater that fits. Being shy of telepathic however, all Arthur is actually thinking for the hundredth time is how weird the names Orange and White are, though White less so.
Oh well.
After the barest nod hello to Eames, Arthur offers his hand to Orange. There's probably no need for formality but if he has to categorize the meeting somehow it's closer to business, so a handshake is in order anyway. ]
Arthur. [ His smile is not forced, though it is extremely short-lived. ] And now we have.
[ Firm handshake done, it's followed as fast with a polite withdraw as Arthur this time glances at Eames again, a flicker of interest in what the question was but more or less waiting to see if Eames answers it after all - whatever it was. ]
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Oh well.
After the barest nod hello to Eames, Arthur offers his hand to Orange. There's probably no need for formality but if he has to categorize the meeting somehow it's closer to business, so a handshake is in order anyway. ]
Arthur. [ His smile is not forced, though it is extremely short-lived. ] And now we have.
[ Firm handshake done, it's followed as fast with a polite withdraw as Arthur this time glances at Eames again, a flicker of interest in what the question was but more or less waiting to see if Eames answers it after all - whatever it was. ]