"And then once in a gay bar, Arthur got so drunk that-"
"What? Arthur's gay?" Exclaimed Ariadne. Cobb was in the middle of telling Ariadne that Arthur was not actually that uptight of a person and that he had his moments, he just usually did not mix his personal life with work.
Everyone in the warehouse, which included Yusuf and Eames as well as Cobb and Ariadne, went silent. Cobb looked uneasy; the gay thing was not really his job to tell. Eames on the other hand raised his eyebrows and smirked.
"I wasn't suppose to tell you that," smiled Cobb "and if he asks, I did not tell,"
They were all about to get back to work when Ariadne clasped her hands together.
"I've got it! All we need to do is find Arthur a boyfriend and then he can be less of a cool cat."
Eames nearly choked on his coffee.
"Good luck with that one. love."
"Agreed," nodded Cobb who exchanged glances with Eames. Ariadne thought they were agreeing on it being an impossible task. She was going to prove them wrong.
"So, do you guys know what kind of guys he likes?" Ariadne asked, pen and paper all ready.
Yusuf was about to make something up when he caught Eames's glare.
"I think he likes ...guys with accents," He made sure that it did not anger Eames.
"And tattoos. I believe he likes men with tattoos," smirked Eames.
"Arthur and tattoos? What a joke. Come on, what else?" replied Ariadne, dismissing Eames completely. Eames on the other hand looked quite pissed; he was pretty sure Arthur found his tattoos sexy.
Cobb gave a laugh before suggesting that Arthur liked men who cuddle, ballroom dances and cooks French cuisine. Eames tried very hard not to kill Cobb right then and there.
Yusuf was also about to tell her that Arthur favourite cereal is Coco Pops when Arthur walked in looking impeccable in his three piece suit, as always.
"Hey Arthur, Cobb's inviting us all for drinks tonight, you coming?" questioned Ariadne suddenly.
"Really? What's the occasion?" asked Arthur as he put his suitcase down.
"Um, just something before this big job with Fisher," smiled Cobb who then turned to Adriadne, it was his turn to glare.
"Sure," replied Arthur before settling down at his seat. Eames walked over to to clasp his shoulders loudly and whispered before walking away:
"You better be prepared for tonight,"
Something was not right; Arthur could almost feel it...