She was curious as to what had drawn him out, not only in the heart of a prospective pandemic but on the cusp of a storm. Was he restless as she was, did he crave a distraction, or was did he truly just want to rebel against the city's imposed curfew? He breezed over it however, his vagueness forgotten to her as he questions the Ark's notable and sudden disappearance from the water. It had been the heart of the pack and a sort of sanctuary for her despite its less than savory reputation which was entirely earned and for good reason. The weight of his gaze on her pulled her focus back to him after offering that rather obvious response as to what had happened to that towering steel structure. Falling back on her infallible sarcasm however she offered him the quip regarding those tickets he had delivered to her not so long ago to lighten the mood. At his reply she held her hands up in mock innocence. "Hey, all I'm saying is judging by Tetradore's response to that batch I'd wager it wasn't the first set he's received. Maybe they all piled up and the weight was just too much." Light laughter left her lips at the thought, she knew Aiden had a very loose regard for the law and a great love of speed based on his car collection.

However, she couldn't resist knowing how long he had lived in the same building as her, not realizing that he hadn't probably understood her question until she revealed her apartment number to him. Recognition and surprise lit up his face plainly enough, watching his dark locks sway gently as he shook his head. His reaction made her lips quirk upwards in a light simper as he gave his own room number in return. "Ah, I guess that explains why I haven't run into you. Well, that and what I'm sure are opposing schedules. Bartending... wake up late and go to bed early." Her shoulders rolled in a slight shrug, it wasn't for everyone but she had truly loved her job and not only for the life-encompassing schedule and great distraction from everything else.

Then she couldn't resist the question which had been burning on the top of her tongue any longer, requesting to see the sketchbook her held rather possessively. It gave her a an unexpected thrill of pleasure that he decided to hand it over to her, she had known a few artists and all of them were rather possessive of similar such binders. As he handed it to her however she rather forgot about everything else for a moment as the sketchy scene he had so masterfully laid out garnered all of her attention. Settling herself beside him on the cool sand she couldn't resist asking if he might consider selling it to her at some point. He seemed surprised at her request, literally waving it off as he said she could simply have it since he had so many other similar pieces already.

She shook her head however, her wavy blond hair strewing about her shoulders and face so she had to reach up and pull it back behind her ear before looking back over to him. "But there's none like this one, no others that capture this moment right now." Her eyes crinkle as she smiles around the words but there is still a serious undertone to her words and her hazel eyes hold his for a moment before turning back to page through the rest of those sketches. She felt more than saw him settle back onto the sand leaving her to her musings as she paged through the wide variety of works he was more than capable of. Not until she found that a building so intricate and detailed she simply couldn't resist asking him about.

Looking over to him as he propped himself up on his elbows to see what drawing she was referring to she saw the recognition on his face before he replied. "A Yale man, huh?" she mused playfully, not sure what she had expected but she definitely hadn't associated him with that lauded school. Her parents had high hopes for her attending one such establishment all that time ago. "What did you study?" Suddenly more interested in finding out a bit more about him than admiring those intricately detailed arches and columns he had captured so well.