The was a fan request. The reader wanted Ariadne to be a model and Arthur to see her. I'm not sure how to make that work but I'll give it a go.

I kept flashing on that God awful Chanel No. 5 ad with Nichole Kidman meets "Roman Holiday", when thinking of how to do it, so I think that's the direction this will go.

I've take major liberties with this. Mal is alive and she is kinda a former model. I like how in Nolan's "Inception", the women are so smart and respected by the men. That makes the men so damn sexy to me. Man who treats a woman well is hot.

I find it kinda disappointing that Leonardo DiCaprio is so drawn to Victoria Secret models. Kinda immature and superficial.

BTW, how IN LOVE is JGL with his "500 Days of Summer" co-star ZD? It's all over his FB profile. It's so obvious! Now that she is single, he needs to make a move already! They are so adorable together, I just was to get a camera and throw it at them!

The Escape

~ Paris ~

~ It was fashion week. The streets were alive with tourists and designers, all preparing for the lavish shows and networking. Every hotel was booked. Every cafe was packed to bursting. It was far too crowded with the fashionable, the snobby and the rich.
Cobb, ever soft to his wife's demands, had made time from his work week to take Mal to the events she had wanted to see all year. Arthur was forced to come as well since he had a license to drive in the city. Maneuvering the expensive black car around the streets was difficult. There were people walking everywhere. Seemingly oblivious to the traffic and the near misses of being hit.

The Point Man fumed but remained silent. His knuckles becoming white under the stress as they came closer and closer to the large stadium. This was their third show in only one day and he had been forced to drive them around while Mal went shopping and exclaimed wildly of clothing and shoes. Cobb gave his old friend a sorry look at the Point Man dropped them off at the next show. No way would he go inside. His taste in clothing went out of trendy styles decades ago but they suited him. Perhaps before leaving Paris he would buy a new suit or shoes. Treat himself to being expertly tailored to a handsome double breasted suit.

Models ran in impossibly high heeled shoes across the street. Their long, giraffe like bodies looked strange in the real world but must have looked stunning and bold on the runway. They were too tall. Their bodies too angular and thin for Arthur's taste. He wanted a woman to look like... a woman. He enjoyed the pleasing soft curves and delicate touch that was unique to the fairer sex.

Women these days worried far too much about their size and clothing. How they looked. Most of the women Arthur had found himself attracted to were pretty, but they possessed a sense of self. They had little care for their appearance and more then made up for it with bravado and personality. He was attracted to their confidence.

He never understood how Cobb could be draw to such foolish girls like Mal. The Extractor's wife had been a former model and that was how they met. He hated Mal at times. Her attention to herself, her narcissistic manners. Not able to carry on an intelligent conversation.

~ The Point Man sat in the drivers seat as he watched roadies carry in racks of colorful clothing. The latest fashions looked like bright birds of the tropics. He had to smother a laugh at how ridicules they were.

Suddenly, the door to the back seat flew open and a figure dove in head first. The Point Man was startled back to reality as his eyes took in a mass of pink feathery material and bejeweled satin suddenly in his back seat. He turned around fully to see a girl. A small, petite young woman almost swimming in the mass of pink material. Her big brown eyes looking up imploringly at him. Her beautifully applied make up running from her obvious crying.

"What the-" He started to exclaim as he heard shouting. Angry shouts in French. The girl kept her head and body lowered as she heard them to.

"Drive!" She breathed.