Eames watched his lover closely, loving the way his cheeks changed, and the look on his face. He loved that reaction, knowing what he thought of that item. Stepping in a tiny bit closer to him, smiling as his fingers brushed over the back of his lover's hand.

"Very. Little." He murmured softly. "And I think it's going to be very tight to wear that home on the drive," he said, glancing from Arthur to the sign nearby for a men's restroom. "Well?"