When your dreams go down, level up. Paradox.

[It was rare for Arthur to take a few minutes to relax and do nothing, even more so to indulge in trivial activities such as playing with his new cat.

But no one was around, he was done with work and the small thing had the habit of sleeping on his lap when he was dreaming. He decided that he might as well pet her for a bit. He smiled down at the cat as she sprawled herself further on his lap, tummy up wanting to be scratched.]

[Once Eames arrives to the second floor he will a nice the table set for two, not too fancy, not too informal. Just how they liked it, with style.

The food's in the oven, but there's no sign of the point man anywhere. There is, however, a small red letter with the the name 'Eames'  written in it. Open it?]