Arthur couldn't help but chuckle, even if it was a mirthless sound. "Why doesn't it surprise me that between us we knew someone in the area?" And off the top of Eames' head. Arthur appreciated that. "We can make that happen. Tickets and some cash, enough for picking up another flight, and maybe a hotel or clothes on the way."

He was also thinking of a place where he could find someone to feed on, knowing sooner than later he would have to eat.

"Let's get a car, heading for Casablanca. Somewhere along the way we can find a stop to clean up."