"Sort of. We had a friend who especially enjoyed her French pastries so, I think he's keeping the tradition around," he admits with a little smile. It was equally interesting to Arthur just how much the two teams had in common.
There'd been many nights they'd sat out on Mal's balcony with a book, cigarette, coffee and some French pastries she'd picked up that afternoon before their arrival. He'd loved that about her.
He nods in agreement. He couldn't imagine if it had been he and Eames. He would have done the very same thing and he knows it. "I get it," he says because if anyone understands, he would. "He's the only thing that truly matters. Like Eames is to me."
I hope it's okay to say that for Eames!
There'd been many nights they'd sat out on Mal's balcony with a book, cigarette, coffee and some French pastries she'd picked up that afternoon before their arrival. He'd loved that about her.
He nods in agreement. He couldn't imagine if it had been he and Eames. He would have done the very same thing and he knows it. "I get it," he says because if anyone understands, he would. "He's the only thing that truly matters. Like Eames is to me."