Aaron decided that he would go down to The Bank, but was forcing Aithne to come with him.

"We could have that that Force sibling bond type thing," he persisted, poking her sides.

"Aaron, I don't wanna go out," Aithne had replied, pushing his hands away.

"Irritable much?" he questioned sarcastically, putting his hands up in surrender. Aith shook her head in disapproval, making her way to her room. Aaron moved in front of her, not allowing her to pass. "Please?"

"You know I could force you out of the way, right?" Aithne asked seriously. She really could, but wasn't one for showing off. But after seeing Kingsley, and spending some time Aaron, she just wanted some time to herself, and would do anything to get it.

"True," he agreed. "But it'll be good to the mission. Schuyler and Oliver hang out there, remember?" Aithne nodded stubbornly, unhappy because he was right. "So I call a taxi?" She nodded again. A broad smile overtook his face as he made his way towards the phone. She couldn't help but smirk at how he'd beat her at her own game. She was beyond ready to get rid of Schuyler. Beyond ready to get done with her mission and do something better with her life. If there was anything better. Suddenly, Aithne was torn from her thoughts by Aaron grabbing her wrist and dragging her.

"What are you doing?" she inquired angrily. He looked shocked for a moment.

"We're going to wait for the cab, Aith. Remember? The Bank?" Aithne nodded quickly.

"Sorry," she apologized, wondering what had caused the outburst. Aaron shrugged it off, keeping a hold of her wrist. She supposed that was best, considering that she was prone to zone out at any moment. They entered the elevator to find it empty, despite the building being a crowded place.

"Ever thought of having sex in an elevator?" Aaron asked randomly, filling the silence.

"No!" Aith replied, completely shocked though she knew she shouldn't have been. Aaron had always been a player. Now he was living with a girl and expected benefits. "I'll tell you the same answer every day if you continue to question my answer."

"Come on, Aithne!" he coaxed. "Haven't you ever wondered?" He came closer to her, wrapping his arms around her. "Having a bond?"

"Save it for the Blue Bloods." Aaron was shoved against the elevator wall. A moment later the doors opened and Aithne calmly walked out.

"Come on, Aith. Forgive me?" he pleaded as they got into the cab.

"Not a chance."

"Aith, you know I didn't-"

"All you want is a piece of-"

"Guys, this is a cab not a wrestling ring," the cabdriver interrupted.

"Thank you." Aaron glared at Aith after she stated this.

"So what's the problem?" the driver asked.

"What are you, our therapist?" Aaron snapped.

"Aaron, shut up! Just because you think you can get any girl you want doesn't mean that you'll have me!"

"Oh, a player, huh?" The cabdriver really wasn't helping Aaron.

"Bud, why don't you just mind your own business?" Aaron asked sarcastically.

"My cab, my business." The rest of the ride went by in silence as Aaron concocted a plan to get Aithne on something that would make her woozy while Aith was planning her move on Schuyler and Oliver.