[Arthur lightly rests his hand on Eames' back as they head toward the bar, sticking close again to make sure he's ready in case Eames gets distracted by the humans in the back.]
[They make a little more small talk with the bartender; she can tell Eames is new to this and she's particularly amused by this new side of the regularly straight-laced Arthur she's seeing, but she doesn't keep them too long once they've settled up and have their bottle of whiskey in hand. As they walk out, Arthur drops his free hand to hold Eames', going back the way they came to avoid too many more close brushes with any humans.]
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[They make a little more small talk with the bartender; she can tell Eames is new to this and she's particularly amused by this new side of the regularly straight-laced Arthur she's seeing, but she doesn't keep them too long once they've settled up and have their bottle of whiskey in hand. As they walk out, Arthur drops his free hand to hold Eames', going back the way they came to avoid too many more close brushes with any humans.]