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I'll let you know. [The bartender came back with their drinks and Arthur paid him.] I'm surprised you haven't had offers before now. Once it got out about inception.

[She pauses a moment, stirring her drink.] I've had a couple, actually. Turned them down.

Really? [That gets a raised eyebrow.] Any reason not to take them?

[Another brief pause.] You weren't involved.

[He looks over at her.] Cobb's retired, Yusef is probably never entering another dream, Eames is in Amsterdam throwing away his cut.

[Yes, he knew she meant you as in him and not the team, but that's a hard pill to swallow.]

Good thing I'm mostly talking about you, then. [She looks at him curiously.] It's just... I know I can trust you. That's all. The people who contacted me, well, I wouldn't want to work with anyone you hadn't vetted, anyway.

[He takes a drink.] I understand, but you don't have a reason to trust me. Perhaps you have trust in my abilities, bit there is a difference.

I have lots of reasons to trust you. Cobb trusts you, and by extension Miles.

Cobb and I have worked together for years. He knows me.

I know. So I know I can trust you, too.

You're awfully trusting. I'll try not to let you down.

I am not! If I was that trusting, I'd be taking jobs with anyone who asked, and then I'd get into trouble and you'd have to rescue me or something ridiculous like that.

[He smiled, but hid it behind his drink.] You may have a point.

[Of course she has a point. It's a damn good one, too.] So see, all you have to do is take me on as your new business partner. Exclusive services, and all of that.

Well I don't have Cobb any more.

[She looks at him intently, totally serious.] You need someone to build your dreams. You're used to working with a partner, right? And you know what I can do - what I have done.

I'm done with school at the end of the term. I don't want to be a low-level grunt in a real-world architecture firm.

Sounds like a good business arrangement.

Cobb really got you hooked, didn't he?

You hadn't noticed? Besides. [Now she's just being cheeky.] With your experience and my raw talent, we'll be the best-paid extraction team in the world.

Well aren't you modest. [He teased.]

No room for modesty in this business. Right? [She sloshes her glass a little.] Another drink?

[He smirks. She learned fast.]

[Arthur called over the bartender and ordered another round.] So do you have any plans for next weekend? I can probably set something up in Marseilles.

Marseilles it is, then. Shall we clink glasses to seal the deal? [She returns his smirk.]

Why not? [He raises his glass to hers.]

[Clink! She's grinning a bit like a kid at Christmas.] You'll have to teach me all the skills of criminal mastermind...ery.

[He takes a drink.] I'll do my best. Can you fire a gun? We'll also have to train your subconscious. Most of the time we do that first, but the Fischer job wasn't like most.