Modeling. There's something he never thought he'd do. In fact, it's something he's never been remotely interested in. But right now? He needs money. With Mal's departure, he and Ariadne are saddled with a rent that's higher than they anticipated, and he's having to make ends meet by taking what odd jobs he can when he's not working at his "real" (legal) occupation.

When his number's called, Arthur stands and walks purposefully to Penelope's table. Arthur doesn't really want to be here, and he hopes it doesn't show in his expression. Really, what's more likely to leave an impression is the fact that his face bears an eerie resemblance to one Dr. Rex Lewis. Of course, there are some differences. Arthur, for his part, looks healthier, better put together, and there's clear muscle definition beneath his shirt. He may also be slightly taller than his doppleganger. Call it the benefits of a healthier lifestyle.

"Arthur," he says, offering his hand for a shake.