They stood at the door, both hesitant to enter. Goren looked at her. "That painting in the lobby..."
"I saw," Eames said with a smile. "It's so much like - what island was it? I remember it was our last port of call."
"Grand Cayman - you bought a purse."
"And I found you that nice shirt. You should wear it more often."
He shrugged. "Don't want to wear it out. It's, you know, special."
She turned to face him fully. "It seems so long ago," she said softly.
"A lot's happened."
"Yeah." She straightened her jacket. "So... let's talk to this poor, abandoned millionaire wife."
He knocked on the door, and as they waited he asked, "Dinner tomorrow?"
"Wear that shirt."
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