The mere fact that Arthur wasn't concerned about the job, about Fischer, Saito and any of the others was a shock in of itself. He knew, once he was laying in bed with his thoughts, trying to sleep, all of that and what he needed to do tomorrow, and the next would come rushing back. For now, he was just going to enjoy the sated feeling he had and revel in not worrying about anything or anyone else.

He chuckled at the question and looked up at him. "Because that wouldn't be telling at all," he teased. "And, we have to get some kind of work done."