Aiden was still inwardly shocked that Pansy Parkinson, a fifth year girl (and one of the most popular, he might add), was this close to him. Sure, he'd been more of a ... kid ... in the previous years. But after making the Slythern Quidditch team, he had a lot to learn if he wanted to run in Draco's crowd.
He obliged, cutting the deck and placing them back in her hand as she instructed. She was close at this point, and Aiden didn't want to do anything to ruin this. No, he had to play this cool. He glanced sideways at her, the corner of his mouth curved into an amused grin. "Alright, reveal my inner most curiosity."