Aaron flashed Audrey a smile at the nickname. He had noticed that she had started using it on him a while ago, shortly after he had joined the Black Orchids and made a bit of a reputation for himself. He didn't mind it, it was kind of cute actually. Lifting his glass to his lips, Aaron downed the remaining liquid and set it down just in time to listen to Audrey's little speech.<br/><br/>"That's great news!" He said once she had finished. "New pockets means new 'clients'." He laughed, already thinking of what kinds of treasures he could find. He had gotten a little picky as of late, not settling for just any old trinket. He wanted the good stuff, something worth his time. The diamond ring he had snatched earlier had caught his eye when the man it had once belonged to had flashed it with a wave to whom Aaron assumed had been one of his friends. Of course, the thief knew he had to have it. Working his magic, Aaron had won the man over. One thing led to another, and a few drinks, and a few well concealed hickeys later left the pickpocket a little richer.<br/><br/>Slowly taking a sip of his drink when the glass was refilled, Aaron nodded in Zachariah's direction, laughing at the comment.<br/><br/>"Only when it's worth my time." He replied to the Irishman.<br/><br/>As the man was swept into a conversation with someone else, Aaron turned his attention to Audrey.<br/><br/>"So what's on the agenda?" He asked, fingers lightly tapping out a rhythm on the bar. His fingers already itching to lighten the load of a few pockets, wrists, and chains.