Hearing Zachariah’s correction of his title, Aaron held his hands up in mock surrender, an eyeroll accompanying it.<br/><br/>“One of these days!” He shouted back with a chuckle before wrapping his arm around the shoulders of his current target. “Now where were we beautiful?” He asked with a grin, leading her to one of the tables at the back. They had become like his own little work space, away from the prying eyes of the more sober customers. No good came from those who snitched, especially not in this line of work.<br/><br/>This was just how Aaron worked whenever they met someplace. He worked the crowd, combing through for anything of value to temporarily line his own pockets with until handing his earnings over to the boss. He also wasn’t oppose to things getting a little heated, making him work for the prize, like that ring the night before.<span style="font-style: italic">That</span>had been something.<br/><br/>Sitting next to the woman, Aaron went through his usual routine, distracting her with both his cards, and a little flirting. It wasn’t long though before her interest in the cards fell and she turned it all on him. Sometimes it was easier like this, when Aaron could use other skills to distract, leaving his hands free to work.<br/><br/>It was maybe forty minutes before the two bid one another goodbye. Aaron watched from his seat, sitting backwards with his arms resting over the back, as she walked off, shooting her a wink when she turned back to wave. When she was out of sight, Aaron used his already dirty sleeve to wipe the lipstick and spit from his mouth, his other hand feeling the stash he had picked from her. How she hadn’t noticed her earrings going missing, well, he must have just been that good.<br/><br/>As he stood, straightening out his clothes for the second time since waking up, Aaron hoped there was a game plan soon, otherwise he may need to expand his search and get a little dirty.