[Eames thought he was totally relaxed, but then he hears the door and Arthur's voice and his stomach jumps into his throat. He looks at the oven and regrets not cooking something on the stove so he'd have something to occupy his hands and attention.]
[With the amount of wine he's getting through though, it's probably a good thing he didn't.]
[He calls back to let Arthur know he's in the kitchen, leaning against the counter with his wine while he waits.]
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[With the amount of wine he's getting through though, it's probably a good thing he didn't.]
[He calls back to let Arthur know he's in the kitchen, leaning against the counter with his wine while he waits.]