MAYBE THEY ENDED UP PENPALS BECAUSE EAMES ACCIDENTALLY EMAILED THE WRONG PERSON, AND ARTHUR CAN'T REMEMBER WHY IT IS THAT HE RESPONDED, OR HOW THEY ENDED UP DISCUSSING 19th CENTURY LITERATURE AND THE NEW TARANTINO FILM, BUT HE'S PRETTY SURE HE'S BEEN IN LOVE WITH ALLFORGEUDARLING@HOTMAIL.COM FOR SO LONG HE'S FORGOTTEN WHAT IT'S LIKE TO NOT BE.
Oh, OH! OR COBB TOTALLY DOESN'T TRUST EAMES! SO HE PRETENDS THAT, YES, HE IS TOTALLY HAVING THE SEX WITH ARTHUR, SO EAMES SHOULD STOP SEXUALLY HARASSING HIM. And Arthur is sort of all, "WTF, Cobb" and looking at him like he's a lunatic when Cobb shows up to meet him for lunch and puts a hand on the small of his back because Eames is watching, or wraps an arm around his shoulders. And Eames comes up all *stompstompfume* ARTHUR, BUSINESS LUNCH, LAST MINUTE, VERY IMPORTANT PARTNERS, COME WITH ME NOW. And Cobb is all *squintsquintglare* and Arthur is all, "Dom, I'm so sorry." And Cobb is all, "No, no, it's fine. Important opportunity." But still with the glaring at Eames. And Eames is BEAMING, because he totally won this round! So Cobb, like, "Mal and I totally expect you for dinner, this weekend," and like trails his hand down Arthur's spine. And Arthur narrows his eyes, and looks back and forth between Cobb's sudden smirk and Eames' face dropping into something almost threatening, and hates every single thing about his life, but mostly how very, very hot he finds Eames--HIS BOSS--when he looks at him like that.
Later, when he gets back from an expensive lunch on the company's dime that he was absolutely not needed or prepared for, he sends an email to allforgueudarling that consisted solely of a demotivational poster and the subject line, "my best friend is either trying to ruin my career or invite me into a threesome with his wife." He has no doubt that his penpal--obviously the only sane person in his life--will be able to better sort of which one Arthur would prefer. He's wrong, of course. Three minutes later, he gets an email in return that says only "hahahahahahahahahahaha." The subject line reads, "Thanks, I needed that."
that is a totally valid lifestyle choice!
Oh, OH! OR COBB TOTALLY DOESN'T TRUST EAMES! SO HE PRETENDS THAT, YES, HE IS TOTALLY HAVING THE SEX WITH ARTHUR, SO EAMES SHOULD STOP SEXUALLY HARASSING HIM. And Arthur is sort of all, "WTF, Cobb" and looking at him like he's a lunatic when Cobb shows up to meet him for lunch and puts a hand on the small of his back because Eames is watching, or wraps an arm around his shoulders. And Eames comes up all *stompstompfume* ARTHUR, BUSINESS LUNCH, LAST MINUTE, VERY IMPORTANT PARTNERS, COME WITH ME NOW. And Cobb is all *squintsquintglare* and Arthur is all, "Dom, I'm so sorry." And Cobb is all, "No, no, it's fine. Important opportunity." But still with the glaring at Eames. And Eames is BEAMING, because he totally won this round! So Cobb, like, "Mal and I totally expect you for dinner, this weekend," and like trails his hand down Arthur's spine. And Arthur narrows his eyes, and looks back and forth between Cobb's sudden smirk and Eames' face dropping into something almost threatening, and hates every single thing about his life, but mostly how very, very hot he finds Eames--HIS BOSS--when he looks at him like that.
Later, when he gets back from an expensive lunch on the company's dime that he was absolutely not needed or prepared for, he sends an email to allforgueudarling that consisted solely of a demotivational poster and the subject line, "my best friend is either trying to ruin my career or invite me into a threesome with his wife." He has no doubt that his penpal--obviously the only sane person in his life--will be able to better sort of which one Arthur would prefer. He's wrong, of course. Three minutes later, he gets an email in return that says only "hahahahahahahahahahaha." The subject line reads, "Thanks, I needed that."