Aden drove to the Winding Stair, a local club that she knew Bennet would frequent from time to time. Parking she looked herself over in to mirror. Letting down her hair and removing her coat she smiled, "Lets catch us a thief.' she said to herself and stepped out of the car. The girl had come to her for a forgery of a rather nice painting. No less she already had the original in her possession. Aden hoped she could get catch her interest with this whole team idea.<br/><br/>Entering the club she smiled the music filled the club, and the low lights only made the shadows dance along her curves. Aden walked to the bar and ordered a drink. Leaning over the bar her pert little ass swaying in the air. As her drink came she could feel someone behind her. As she stood she could tell it was a man. the height, the way he stood near her, his smell...way to much aftershave. Smiling Chase had shown her a thing or three. Turning around she looked the man up and down, "Sorry hun your not my type." cutting him off before he could speak.<br/><br/>Looking about her Aden smiled, "But she is..." Aden stepped away from the man he yelled after her but she ignored him. Her goal was the woman in front of her. Her hips started to sway as she closed the distance between her and Bennet. Coming up behind her Aden matched her movements and got close, "You know, if I didn't know any better I'd say you were trying to draw all the men's attention in here." her voice was soft yet sultry. She had only worked with her a few times, but she knew Bennet was interesting to say the least. And she wouldn't let any of the idiots in here play unless she thought they could keep up. "Your such a tease....but then again aren't we all?"