Arthur chuckled and shook his head. "That I can see," he mused and glanced back at him with an amused grin. He knew of Matthis, had never worked with him personally but had heard of him through the grapevine. He was a good extractor from what he heard.

"Mm, no - you didn't. I'll gladly take you pampering me," he said and tilted his head so he could kiss Eames' jaw. He shifted in the tub a little, his bottom hurting a little more than he used to against the porcelain.