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Arthur swung his legs and tried to get out of bed. He felt weak, and slightly shaky.

The dinner he'd been served the previous night had been delicious, but hardly filling. He'd looked at the small portion of steak and salad, swallowing.

"Its to keep your weight down," Fischer said, smiling. "Keep you healthy."

Arthur felt a gnawing pain in his stomach. He reached for his water glass, and took a sip.

"Tomorrow," Fischer said softly, "you get to meet Peter. He's my godfather. I'm convinced he's planning something for the company, and I want you to suss him out. See what you can find."

The Point Man nodded. "When I've finished this, do I...?"

Fischer smiled. "You get to leave, Arthur. Of course you do."

"Ari." Cobb leaned forward. "Ari, listen. We will find Arthur, I promise."

She looked at him, her eyes dull. "Yes."

Cobb bit his lip. He hurried into the kitchen to find Eames.

"Has she eaten anything today?"

"Not that I'm aware of." Eames rubbed his forehead, looking tired and frustrated. "Where's Elise?"

"Hasn't shown." Cobb kept his words short to hide his growing anger. "She was with me at the clinic, and then she bailed at the hotel. Just went."

"Better off without her." Eames almost snarled. "She's responsible for this. She's the one that got under Arthur's skin."

Cobb felt a familiar stab of guilt. "Yeah, I'm the one to blame. I had the affair with her." He shook his head. "Eames. Lets see if we can find Arthur. Please."

Eames swallowed. "OK. Let's find Saito."

Arthur paused by the mirror. The new black suit was well cut, and emphasised his shoulders and narrow waist. His hair was gelled back, and his cheekbones were exposed. Swallowing, he grabbed the briefcase he'd been given.

"What do I do?" He asked Fischer.

"Your role is that of the new Business Analyst," the other man said, calmly. "Your role is to try and infiltrate. You need to gain his trust, and then we can start extracting."

Arthur nodded. "Of course."

"Once we've extracted, you'll be free to go, I promise."

Arthur shook his head, the last words hanging in his head. He gripped the briefcase clearly and made his way downstairs. Robert saw him in the hallway, nodding approvingly.

"Your car is outside."

Arthur walked to it, and stepped in. As the car pulled away from the curb, he tried to relax.

"Be calm, be friendly," Robert had advised him. "Uncle Peter is very personable."

Arthur had nodded. As the car approached the main office headquarters of Fischer Morrow, he ignored the knowing pain growing in his stomach.

Saito looked at the young woman seated opposite.

"Robert is completely in control," he said, smiling. She reciprocated. "Glad to hear it."

"All I need you to do," he said, calmly, "is to make him feel special, wanted. Show him that you like him."

She nodded. "I can do that. I can seduce him, easily."

Saito leaned forward. "You will be paid, handsomely."

"Of course." She got up. "Mr Saito?"

"Yes?"

"How did you know that I knew Arthur?"

Saito smiled. "He revealed it to Greenwood, under hypnosis."

Allied smiled. "I had no idea he was hypnotised."

Saito raised an eyebrow. "Neither did he."

Arthur walked back into the room. He felt tired, and disgruntled. Browning had kept him waiting for most of the day, only to ignore him.

"A business analyst?" He'd scoffed, looking at Arthur. "What can you offer to help me with?"

Arthur bristled slightly. "I can assist with-"

"You're a kid, by the look of you," Browning said, harshly. "I think I can manage."

"But I was sent by Robert-" Arthur hated how pleading his voice sounded. Browning looked at him, scornfully.

"Robert needs to learn." Browning turned his back, leaving the Point Man feeling snubbed. He glowered at the memory, and started to strip off his jacket.

There was a knock at the door; he frowned. "Coming!" he called. Opening the door, his eyes widened as he saw a young woman standing there, dressed in an immaculate white dress suit. She smiled at him.

"Hello Arthur."

"Allie?" he almost whispered. She put her hand on his face.

"Robert mentioned you were lonely. Would you like some company?" She drew his head forward, and a dozen memories bubbled up in his mind. Closing his eyes, he felt a sharp pang, and a vision of Ariadne flickered. He felt a surge of emotion, and opening his eyes, looked at her.

"Yes," he whispered.