"Well, it's like I said, darling," Eames replies, head tilting to the side. While he makes note of the pause, he doesn't think much of it; there are any number of things it could mean, including nothing, and that's what he's inclined to think of it at the moment. Even if they've both been playing, in a sense, that isn't the point here, and from the sound of things, he'll have plenty of time to study her further, find out what makes her tick. "That's just something you'll have to get used to. Shots sounds perfect."