Eames feels like it's a bit of a show and he actually quite likes it. "Darling, really, of all people..." He tuts and smiles winningly at the bartender, digging out some money and whispering that he should go take a break. He seems to listen, leaving Eames to reach back, find the zipper of the dress, and start inching it down.

"You'd better hope no one else likes this, because I will take the highest bidder," he assures.