"Don't be so silly, I'd hardly stop at non-human girls, that's very limiting," Eames says, hand to his heart as though he's actually somewhat offended by the idea that he wouldn't chat up anything that was attractive -- though perhaps he ought to consider stopping that, given that Arthur might frown upon it.

Hopefully frowning is all he'd do. Eames doesn't actually think Arthur's armed right now. "What's your name, then?"