Eames knocked on the black oak door, waiting. It hadn't been hard to find Kays address; to move in the flat next door, and arrange a job that would explain why he travels so much, but also sits around at home with nothing to do.
No, the hardest part was going to be introducing himself to a total stranger. She opened the door. A hot, hot stranger.
"Can I help you?" she asked.
"Ah, yes, I'm just-"
"You're not selling anything, are you?" she began reaching or the door to close it.
"No, no. I'm Eames. We spoke on the phone about two weeks ago. My… contact told me where you live" Liar. "and I came by to say hello."
"Hello." She blinked.
"Hello!" Eames stepped forward, trying to invite himself in. Kay stepped back, blocking his path.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"Coming in. Maybe have a nice chat."
"Ok, Casanova. I don't think so."
"Then can I take you out?" She paused, looked into his handsome face, then sighed.
"Fine."
"Great! I know this little café outside town that-"
she had already brushed passed him and was halfway down the stairs.
"Waiting on you now!"