It was in Eames' mind to put on a bit of a show. Had it just been some boy he was with, he might well have done so. This was Arthur though, and respecting the man in his arms was more important than being a bit of an arse to others.

"Good. Hate to think I was the only one," he teased, stealing that kiss. "I would know better though, even if you said so," he added, knowing that it was mutual in so many things they were sharing.

"Do you have bags we should get?"