Looking at the array of empty bottles and the large bottle of champagne that the couple behind them had bought them and later said hello to, Arthur couldn't hold in his grin. They had drank a lot over the course of the flight and really, Arthur couldn't find it in himself to regret it for one second. After getting off of a job like Inception, he was entitled to kissing strangers and drinking like a fish on a flight.

He glanced at him when there was an offer of dinner and allowed his lips to curl up. "I'd like that," he said. "Figured if you were on a job you wouldn't have time." God, and there was that blush - he liked how it looked on Tuck and the way he ducked his head.