The casual way the slightly younger man before him spoke before introducing himself briskly in second-thought made Jude a little dubious as to Aiden's generosity to strangers, but he smiled as he secured the offered sweater by curling his arm inward while saying, "Pleasure to meet you, Aiden. I'm --" A call from the sign out desk interrupted his attention. He looked over at the heavy-set seemingly disgruntled woman who'd called, "Dr. Maxwell, will you please come sign out so I can go home? You too, lab kid. I've been waiting ten extra minutes on that little tart with her fluffy hair, high voice, and way too much energy for this late at night Daphne to show up and she's run off to change about twenty minutes ago --" Jude turned back to look at Aiden, shifting the files slightly and giving a counterfeit sigh. His eyes shined with amusement for he loved the sassiness of part of the payroll team - especially Monasia, but he continued to Aiden, "Jude Maxwell. Perhaps we should go sign out." He turned slightly and added, "I would hate for poor Monasia to miss her debut at Pacchino's." The woman narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms, knowing full well that he was talking about a bar with live entertainment - mostly of the singing variety, but there were rumors of the VIP area upstairs.