A/N I'm baaaack. I'm so sorry I had to leave. It's just that I came home at eight every night, so yeah. And I had homework.

"So instead of driving his dad out of town, we drive Browning out of town?" Cobb questioned. Arthur confirmed it with a nod of his head. "And when we do that, we convince Fischer that he should shut down the saloon."

"Yeah," Eames replied.

"The only problem is," Ariadne said slowly, "what's Fischer going to do?" Everyone stared at her. She blushed. "It's a legit question."

"We can convince him to join Saito or something." Eames said offhandedly. Ariadne nodded.

"The only problem is," Arthur told them. "how're we going to shut down the saloon?" It was a good question, and soon everyone was in thought.

"How about shutting down the saloon as a piss off to his dad?" Eames said.

"No." Cobb said instantly. "It wouldn't work. Browning's the real head."

"Why don't we do poisoning then?" Eames suggested. "I could pretend to get sick, Yusuf confirms I'm poisoned. Browning is in charge of the establishment, we could convict him of trying to kill me."

Arthur snorted. "That'd be doing the world a favor."

"It might work though." Cobb said thoughtfully.

"We need to tweak it a little though." Arthur said. "Maybe Cobb or I could get sick."

"Yeah, and who's the best at acting?" Eames taunted.

"Who's more important?" Arthur shot back. Eames bristled.

"Enough you two." Cobb chided them irritatedly. "We have bigger problems."

"Like what?" Saito asked.

"Like what we're gonna do with Fischer when we shut down his saloon. How are we going to make Eames seem poisoned."

"I can do that." Yusuf interrupted. "It's very easy actually. You just need to find something Eames is allergic to."

"Like what?" Ariadne questioned.

"Like bee stings. Or perhaps I could make a medicine that would create those side effects." Yusuf answered.

"Okay, so we've got that covered." Arthur said. "The most important question is what is Fischer going to do? It's not like he can just leave."

"What if he can?" Eames wondered. "What if...say Fischer goes back East after the saloon closes."

"Yeah, and just how are we going to do that?" Arthur countered.

"Well, that's the general idea darling."

"Well, I want specificity. Not some random idea that might work." Arthur snapped.

Ariadne sighed. "Do you two ever shut up?"

"Not that I've noticed." Yusuf replied as the two men-or rather, children-bickered.