"It serves my purposes in ways you wouldn't understand," Eames answered, not looking directly at Arthur yet. No, his eyes are on the nearest waitress, and when she gets close enough he leaves his glass on her tray and takes another with a smile and another 'merci'.

"And I do, contrary to popular belief, shave frequently. Not regularly, but frequently." He commented as he took a sup of his drink, still watching the crowd.