Arthur assumed that Dunham would take an interest in anything that she could lay her eyes on--she was like himself, or Eames, in that way. Everything had it's potential usefulness, if you could remember. And they could, because it might later come in handy.
Either way, only so much could be done and Arthur wasn't inclined to find a closet to stack all of Cobb's carefully done work. Whether Dunham liked it or not, she had one foot on their side of the law now. Whether that would come back to bite them in the ass--well. Arthur hoped not.
"Five," Arthur amended, hoping his look was stern enough. Cobb knew how he felt about this. No mucking about, no matter how interesting Dunham's subconscious might prove.
Instead of having the driver that was sent to pick her up at LAX bring her to the hotel first, Olivia told him to go straight to the Dreamscapes office. She was eager to get whatever this was over with and enjoy the rest of her weekend in L.A. She wasn't sure yet what that would entail (or whether Cobb would be involved in it beyond this security check), but even just an uninterrupted soak in the tub and some room service would be a vacation for her at this point. And Cobb...well, she wasn't going to set herself up with any expectations.
When the car arrived at the building, she got out and tipped the driver before wheeling her small overnight bag into the foyer. She walked up to the security desk and gave them her name and badge for verification before she was told which elevator and floor to go to. When the doors of the elevator opened she found herself in a bright and furnished but deserted waiting area. She made her way through the open doors as she voiced her presence.
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Either way, only so much could be done and Arthur wasn't inclined to find a closet to stack all of Cobb's carefully done work. Whether Dunham liked it or not, she had one foot on their side of the law now. Whether that would come back to bite them in the ass--well. Arthur hoped not.
"Five," Arthur amended, hoping his look was stern enough. Cobb knew how he felt about this. No mucking about, no matter how interesting Dunham's subconscious might prove.
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When the car arrived at the building, she got out and tipped the driver before wheeling her small overnight bag into the foyer. She walked up to the security desk and gave them her name and badge for verification before she was told which elevator and floor to go to. When the doors of the elevator opened she found herself in a bright and furnished but deserted waiting area. She made her way through the open doors as she voiced her presence.
"Hello?" she called. "Dom? Arthur?"
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