Blah blah blah. She was talking but not saying anything interesting. Arron sighed and tossed his eyes upward as he waited for her to stop talking. He had a bad habit of not paying much attention to what people were saying, which was especially insulting as he usually forgot to listen for the answers to questions he had asked to start with.
"Well, little lady," he beamed, though his current body probably looked a great deal younger than she did, "you should really be more careful what you read and where. I mean, I'd hate to see you taken advantage of." He licked his lips, eyes hooding with a kind of creepy, intense expression. "I mean, one minute you're reading your little romance book, and suddenly you're all riled up while reading about the heat pooling between Susan's thighs, and the next thing you know!" He threw an arm around the man in front of him, who was trying desperately to ignore Aaron's antics. He spun the surprised man around and placed a hand against his chest. "Next thing you know, you're in line next to... what's your name? Bob? Really? People really have that name? Anyway--you're in line next to Bob, and just so eager for a little action for yourself that you make a scene in front of everyone in the coffee line!"
Aaron spun Bob back around so he was facing the correct direction. He licked his lips and rested his hands triumphantly on his hips. "So yeah. Just be careful is all I'm saying. Oh look! We're almost to the front of the line now. Guess what they say is true, reading really does make the time fly. C'mon," he grinned, elbowing Elena lightly and clicking his tongue. "I'll buy you your coffee." Because she totally looked like she needed it and he totally looked like he could afford it, what with the stains on his tshirt and rumples in his jeans.