Aaron was a little shocked at the answer he received. He wasn't sure what he had been expecting, but that this would be his work space was not it. It looked like a storage area rather than a place someone would actually work in. There were boxes stacked here and there and Aaron found himself wondering what was in them, likely papers and folders. His attention was than drawn to the walls that were very near completely covered in paintings of various scenes and time frames. He walked the length of one wall, his gaze flitting from one frame to the next. He didn't see any apparent pattern to them and soon turned back to Victoria and Mr. Jones.<br/><br/>"So what's all this than?" He lifted his arms to indicate the numerous paintings that would give a museum a run for its money. "Your dark little secret?" He laughed. "I never would have taken you guys for art thieves, not that I know much about art." He said, casting his gaze back to the scenes painted around him. He wasn't sure what it was but there was something about these paintings, now that he was over the initial shock, that wasn't right.<br/><br/>"Where did you get them anyway?"