Trixie gave him a small nod in acknowledgement for his thanks. She rolled her eyes at him and opened the door. "Thanks so much, I didn't understand I was allowed to do that." She said sarcastically, sitting down and shutting the door behind her. Trixie looked at him curiously when he turned to speak, her gaze dropping slightly at his words. "Duly noted; touch everything." She teased, making sure to brush against him heavily when she walked inside. She looked around with interest as she walked inside, spinning in a small circle. "This place is pretty nice."

Matt set his phone and keys down on the counter and gave Trixie a slight frown at her second comment, swiping a drink from the fridge before actually speaking. "You can by all means get yourself a drink if you want to, but thats about anything you can touch." He joked, putting his drink down on the counter to wave his hands about as he spoke unneccesarily. "I'm joking, obviously. I wont take long" he smiled, his tone softeneing again. For someone who enjoyed making any and every harsh joke possible and never explaining it, he hadnt expected himself to follow it up to her that it was infact a joke. He gave her a last glance before heading off to change, locking eyes ever so quickly.

Trixie rolled her eyes and promptly followed him, hopping onto his counter. "Got it. Still gonna touch everything." She said teasingly, tilting her head at him slightly at his follow up. "I figured. See you in a second." She muttered softly, confused but pleased with his change of tone until he locked eyes with her. She blinked and simply forgot how to breathe for a second- but when he left her sight she seemed to remember. She blinked in bewilderment and looked at her feet. So, was he a prick, or not? She couldn't figure it out anymore.

It didnt exactly take Matt long to change, it was nearly the same outfit as every time. Black button up shirt, suit-cut trousers. That was it, really-and the top two buttons undone, otherwise he felt somewhat like he was drowning. He slipped on the stark white jewelry given to him as a recommendation, which constrated greatly with how tanned his skin really was- and a chain. Which made him look even more of a prick, though again that was just a reccomendation from Stanley himself. He sprayed himself with some random expensive nameless cologne and then headed back down, shaking his slightly-fluffed hair out his eyes again."Told you i wouldnt take long" he said with a smile, swiping his bottle of water back up as soon as he set foot on the bottom floor.

Trixie had just been scrolling on her phone since he went to change, and she looked back up to see him, still sitting on his counter. Her eyes trailed slowly down his body and back up again, and she offered a small, teasing smile. "It felt pretty long to me, I have a job to get to." She glanced down at him with a suddenly puzzled look as he came closer. "Did you put on... cologne?" She asked curiously, narrowing her eyes at him.

Matt shot Trixie a flat look, mirroring her narrowed eyes as he did so. "Exaggeration at its finest" he said, settling himself down at the stool by the kitchen counter. "And yes I did. Works well for the models" he shrugged, hoping his tone came off as a joke. As much as he still liked to tease her, he did not have the energy to argue at another outburst over him acknowledging any other girls. "If you have a problem with it, I suggest keeping it to yourself. If you're allergic..keep it to yourself" he added, shooting her a teasing smile before picking his phone up, to scroll and pass time.

"That's me." Trixie said flatly, with an Inherently sarcastic tone. She snickered at him and shook her head. "Oh, it masks your natural stink. I see." She teased, leaning back slightly and rolling her eyes. "Its no worse than your usual odor." She teased, swatting at him playfully for the last part.

Matt gave a heavy sigh, looking back up from his phone for a split second. "Sorry did you say something?" He asked, dodging her swat as she finished speaking. He looed towards the courtyard from the window, staring at the various random activities going on, including a girl who one secone was climbing up the fountain, the next landed on the floor. A plus to this world was not being able to get hurt, that was something. Though that was bound to creep Trixie out once she came across that herself, no? He raised his eyebrows and looked back at Trixie, giving her a sarcastic smile. "Anyway, we should go. Cant be late for your job" He said, emphasising the last word in a teasing way, before hauling himself down from the stool, holding the front door open for her.

"I said a lot of things." Trixie huffed, following his gaze to look out the window. She smiled as she watched the girl fall to the floor- it was pretty comical. She glanced back at him when he spoke, gently tracing the pattern on his counter with her hand. "Right, my 'job'. Where I sit and look pretty while people take pictures of me." She said, scoffing slightly as she hopped off the counter. She smiled at him a bit teasingly when he held the door open for her. "Such a gentleman." She said sarcastically, walking out to the car.

"Where you sit there and let people take pictures of you, yes. Minus the pretty" he joked, though he knew she knew that wasnt true, he had already called her pretty..twice. He looked down at her with a strong gaze as she walked past, studying her rather intensely. He didnt care much for making others uncomfortable when he did that, but at least this time it wasnt his ambition. It was hard to really take his eyes off her. He sighed at her last comment and didnt say a thing, simply getting in the car and waiting.