His own mind had been caught up with his personal family issues. The slow boil of how much he hated his father and hadn't really expected Aria to go off on hers when she talked him up somewhat. When she reached up to feel his forehead though, he smirked. Taking her hand he twisted her around and bent her over in one swift motion. "Hmm... nope still working perfectly fine. Just take the compliments when they happen because I'd rather be commenting on that tight ass of yours instead." He teased before letting her going.
Arron laughed. "Yeah, but if they come up to you and ask how much. You have two choices; punch them in their fucking nose and break it or give an amount that would make it worth it." His snark was slowly filtering back now that she seemed calmed down a bit.
"Hmm, well we can fix that." Arron unwrapped their arms and picked her up, He didn't lift her high enough to bend her over his shoulder, because that short little skirt of hers would have given the world a show. And if there was going to be any show, it would be for him and not other drunken fools. "Come on honey bear, no need for heels now."