Eames took Kay's' hand in his own nonchalantly, pointing at a store on the sidewalk. It'd been two weeks since their first 'date' at the café, and they had become 'exclusive'. Eames had moved in with Kay, as they both traveled a lot and it was more convenient to only pay half the rent.
Kay's cell phone buzzed. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone, pressing it to her ear.
"Hello?"
"Who is it?" Eames asked, but she put a still entwined finger to her lips and continued speaking.
"Hello Mr. Rochester… Alright, I'm in, I'm up for it… Where did you say?... oh, you didn't, yes you are very funny… Alright, I'll meet you in the studio on Tuesday… ugh, try Japan… yes, I'm positive… have you spoken to Josh yet?... yeah, he'll do it… I'm sure!... see you on Tuesday… bye." She shut the phone and he looked at her.
"What's wrong?" Eames stopped walking.
"Nothing. That was my boss. He wants me to do a story on culture in Japan."
"So you're leaving."
"I would think that would be obvious."
Eames was dealing with a little insomnia. Kay had fallen asleep on his arm hours ago, but he didn't have the heart to move her to go get a glass of water or watch T.V. he pulled out his phone and dialed.
"Hello?"
"Arthur!"
"EAMES!" He held the phone away from his ear.
"Why hello there love."
"Why are you calling me? It's like 4 AM! I'm with…" Arthur paused.
"You're with that architect girl aren't you?"
"No…"
"Well my girlfriend fell asleep on my arm and I'm bored."
Arthur hung up.
"Damn." Eames threw the phone across the room. He curled up against Kay and closed his eyes tightly.