"Thanks," she murmured, only a little sheepish. "The straps will start to hurt before long, though, if I don't get back to the hotel and take them off." It was perfectly normal for Arthur to compliment her designs, congratulate her on a job well done, but he was pretty careful at avoiding her appearance, usually.

Once in a while she'd caught him looking at her a certain way, though it was easy enough to chalk that up to wishful thinking - she'd had a crush on him since that first job, in Paris.

Still, he was here with her, now, after agreeing to this, so maybe it hadn't been wishful thinking. His smile as he hailed them a cab practically had her convinced, in fact.