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[counterfeiture]

You have got to be kidding me.

Nearly a half year of silence from you and suddenly you've "found" me again? I am done with you. We are done. Our business is concluded, pleasure to have worked with you, au revoir and all that lovely mess. Find some other poor soul to annoy, now, go on.

Go.

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[soldad]

Compromise, Eames. You'd do well to learn it.

[ And if that was a dig at Cobb then lalalala ]

Have you tried getting the ring resized? Or losing some weight?

[counterfeiture]

It would depend on the finger you're wearing it, wouldn't it? Not that kind of ring, Arthur.

[And really, compromise?]

You don't actually think that compromise is something we do. Perish the thought, now, we're in the wrong profession for that sort of thing.

[soldad]

Then I think the term you might be looking for is 'hoop', not ring.

[ He shakes his head. ]

Compromise? I think it is. Being inflexible isn't going to get you anywhere in our job or otherwise. What have you been doing, languishing in her head?

[counterfeiture]

Specificity with jewelry - you really make a bad habit out of your work, don't you.

Adaptability isn't quite the same as being compromising, Arthur. And to answer that last one, I was well and perfectly gone and away until today.

[soldad]

Don't knock specificity, it's handy in the real world.

You must not have been - after all, here you are again.

[ Like he doesn't know why. O those muns. ]

[counterfeiture]

"Real world". It's not too early in the day for this philosophy, then?

[Avoiding the question? Avoiding the question.]

[soldad]

[ Ah, that he hadn't missed about the Eameses. ]

Chat my ear off about how dreams aren't about being specific every time, it still helps outside of dreams. "Real world".

Kept your wits about you too while you were away I see.