[Eames opens the door and lets Arthur inside to the room that's half real-Fischer's, half dream-Fischer's, and all not Eames'. He's already set a small collection of finer alcohol, most to Arthur's tastes, and a few glasses on the small table by the leather sofa and chairs. The forger beckons the man in, moving away from the door and trusting Arthur to secure it.]

"It's good to see you, Arthur." [Eames offers with a tone somewhere in between sincerity and teasing.]