On S'appelle

Arthur had concluded that he probably shouldn't even be picking up. Eames could be left to dial another number drunkenly, slur outrageous words to another ear, worry another mind, heart, and soul. That conclusion, however, had been filed away very neatly, very discretely. The realization of his plan to change his cell phone's outdated number could wait another week or two. Because Saturday was a dull night, Tuesday he needed to solidify safety issues, Wednesdays were never fun, and Friday he never even received a call.