Arthur grinned to himself and stepped out of the bathroom. "I had hoped so but as we both know, you come in after me and I'll never leave." He sent Tony a smirk before he walked closer to the bed and picked up his boxers, sliding them on. Soon, he would be on a flight back to Paris and surrounded by everything that he would have to do to make sure this job went off without a bigger hitch. For now -- for now, Arthur was just reveling in the last time he would see Stark for at least months to come.