[Eames is careful, more careful than he might seem. He's seen far too many good thieves compromised by decisions involving the secret services, with no intention of becoming one himself. Ibiza was more than simply a vaction spot for him, but a safety zone. Should anything go awry with Mr. Bond, well, enough people in this city owed or trusted him to be willing to assist.
He hopes it won't come to that of course; Eames isn't a man inclined towards violence. Violence is more often than not an unnecessary risk.
Bond has been a consistently good connection, though, and Eames hopes to keep their relationship amicable. And if he's spending the coffers of queen and country, well, that's an added bonus. He leans back against the stones of the tub, cool in comparison to the water.]
It's best to leave it to the imagination.
[His words are accompanied by an amused quirk of his lips and eyebrows that lasts for only a moment, before he takes a sip of his champagne.]
sorry for the horrid delay
He hopes it won't come to that of course; Eames isn't a man inclined towards violence. Violence is more often than not an unnecessary risk.
Bond has been a consistently good connection, though, and Eames hopes to keep their relationship amicable. And if he's spending the coffers of queen and country, well, that's an added bonus. He leans back against the stones of the tub, cool in comparison to the water.]
It's best to leave it to the imagination.
[His words are accompanied by an amused quirk of his lips and eyebrows that lasts for only a moment, before he takes a sip of his champagne.]
How can I help you today, Mr. Bond?