Unlike Tony, Arthur slipped his waistcoat off his shoulders, folded it then sat it down onto a nearby chair. He chuckled. "If anything, you wouldn't forget, you would just plainly ignore it," he teased, looking over at him as he started to undo the buttons of his shirt. He made quick work of his shirt - they only had so much time after all and he knew them. Arthur folded the shirt and sat it on top of his waistcoat.

"We'll have to play in your office again when I get back."