As he mentioned work, she snorted. “Yeah, now that Old Sol can trust me not to mangle every job I get, I fly solo a lot.” She threw back another long swig, popping it from her lips and wrinkling her nose. Aiden didn’t smile unless he was making fun of you. She thought on this. “No, not really. I think I learned Japanese, though.” Laughing, she didn’t bother to explain herself – he should get it.
“Although.” She paused, frowning. “I am gonna scream if another blonde college girl comes in asking for a dolphin on her ankle or a tramp stamp. Swear to God.” Shaking her head, she threw back another sip. “You know I did a dolphin on some girl’s asscheek? Her ass, Aiden. It was traumatizing.” Looking bewildered, she shuddered, finishing off her second beer.