Laurell listened and continued to put on a show but had to admit to being a little lost as to what Aden needed her for. She didn't mind the low pay, if the gig was worth it, but conning a gang of ruffians wasn't exactly her normal skill set. Seeing a particularly interesting man watching them she tossed him a slow smile before tipping her head and letting the tip of her tongue, gently, trace the shell of Aden's ear.<br/><br/>"What's my part supposed to be in this Aden? Sounds more like you need muscle and a good grifter than a high class thief. Where's the heist?"