"Yes," he answered impassively. "In Argentina." He kissed the side of her face, letting his lips linger over her skin. "Montmartre sounds good." Arthur wasn't going to say that he'll try to get back as soon as he can. Each job took however long it takes and he wasn't going to jeopardize his career by doing each job as quickly as possible. There was an element of time, of course, but it was more about precision.