Medium: Pencil, a bit of Photoshop CS2
Disclaimer: The pencil lines are my own.
Notes: Inspired by the fic "Working Out the Details" by canyousayhot (absolutely hilarious gen). In the comments it was suggested that someone should draw this scene; I indulged it. :)
“What!” The Architect looks scandalized. "It wasn't me!"
"There are kids in strollers and a little fluffy pooch," Eames points to the panting canine in question. "Who else are we supposed to think dreamt this up?"
Ariadne looks like he's just accused her of needing a fainting couch. "Just 'cause I'm a girl I have to dream about little dogs? Eames I'm gonna kick your ass for that!"
She launches past Cobb, intent on showing Eames just how often she dreams about "fluffy little pooches" when Arthur grabs her around the waist and holds her back.
"Let me punch him in his stupid face." Ariadne struggles against Arthur's arms, pointing to Eames as if someone else's stupid face might be confused with the stupid face she wants to punch.
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