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Is all that we see or seem but a dream within a dream?

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[RL with Ariadne and Eames]
Sitting - awake

[The bustling metropolis was a bit too much for the sort of business they worked on, and that's why Arthur looked for a much more isolated place for their possible agency. And quite the place is was. Three stories, one for each one of them, a basement (that he liked to call 'limbo' for morbid reasons), and an attic. And a garden, a pool, and a huge library…if they were about to do this they would do it with style, damn it.

Arthur really liked the house-agency, and he hoped that Eames and Ariadne agreed with him about the place. He checked his watch and noticed that they would be there in less than five minutes, being late was something they rarely allowed themselves to be.]

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Eames was a few minutes early, grinning a bit when he spotted Arthur. "Interesting location you've picked, love," he said, glancing at the house as he walked over to Arthur. Since there was no one else there yet, he leaned in to press a quick kiss to the other man's lips before stepping back. "Dare I ask why you've decided to assemble us all in Backwoods, Middle of Nowhere, USA?"

Arthur kissed him back and smiled, relaxed.

"Don't you think it's a nice place for a meeting? And ebfor eyou ask, yes, there's alcohol inside."

And enter Ariadne. She would have been there much sooner had she used her worldhopping device, but she had decided upon receiving the item that she would not rely on it for anything other than trips to Merlin or emergencies.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything." She spoke with a smirk on her face.

Eames chuckled. "Not yet, you haven't. Possibly later, if what Arthur is saying about alcohol is true."

Arthru wans't expecting her to show up out of the blue, so he's a bit surprised.

"No, no..you are never a bother." He shot Eames a look. Then he look at the house. "What do you think?"

She took a moment to take everything in. It was, to say the least, very impressive. And given the floor they were on, very Arthur. She smiled as she observed all the details in place.

"I love it, of course. And what's this about alcohol?"

"Arthur is going to try and ply us with alcohol, and I, for one, am welcoming it," he teased.

"The house looks lovely," Eames added. "Though I'm curious why you brought us here. Is this a client's lovely abode, or are we being brought to the most reclusive vacation house in the whole wide world? Do tell, darling."

"Oh? This meeting sounds like fun already." She slipped off her jacket and looked to Arthur attentively, waiting to hear what they were all there for.

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