[Arthur smirks as he digs out his wallet too, just before the bartender arrives. He orders a cab from his phone with a few taps and then stands, waiting for Delilah to stand too so he can lead her out with a hand on the small of her back. He really doesn't have much to say — he's just thinking about getting her home and cataloguing a few more of the sounds he can get out of Eames in this new voice.]
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