"Look, I’m not going to beat around the bush here. You seem like you have a good head on your shoulders in addition to training and experience. I'm calling to offer you a job as Eames' fulltime bodyguard for his upcoming summer tour."

“I’m nowhere near ready for a back-to-back.” Eames sits up and tries to remove the IV, but Yusuf stops him.

“Sorry,” Yusuf says. “Management says you have to. The client pays upfront and he’s a repeat with long-term potential.”

Eames approaches the bedroom door quietly, fully expecting Arthur to be asleep. But there’s a crack in the door, and the distinct sound of bedcovers rustling, accompanied by low moans.