"There's always time for sarcasm." Trixie muttered, tensing up as they got plunged into a spotlight. Then it got taken away, and the other lighting didn't make her feel any better. She looked up at him a little hopelessly and gave him a small nod. "Right. Yeah." She sighed and held her chin up as he told her to, forcing her body to relax as the staff member approached, watching her somewhat warily. She moved obediently, flinching only when her hand was laid on his chest. Other than that, she was an angel. She shifted slightly closer to him as his arm got shoved around her waist, simply so she could be farther from the somewhat aggressive staff member. He hadn't been specific about quite what to stare at, so the first few shots were of her staring up at him- which didn't look bad at all. Then, she realized she was meant to stare at the camera, and did so, trying her best to stay in the original position.

Matt tried his best ignore the sligjtly igniting feeling of her hand on his chest, and simply complied with the actions told, until they had to move off. Stanley looked impressed, which was most definitely a first for any new girls, and he walked up to them almost immediately after, waving his hands to the next few models to carry on. "I think I like you two together." He said, his mysterious smile playing on his face again, Matt looked down at Trixie slightly worried, and then back up to the bald man, only just then taking his arm away from her waist. "I think.. We will put you two together from now on. It'll catch waves" He finished, and all Matt could do was stare with an open mouth, waiting for Trixie to say something. Anything.

Trixie stayed shock-still unless someone moved her or told her to do something, and she wasn't sure if she was breathing or not. She gave a small huff when they moved off, dropping her hand from his chest. Her arm was at an angle that raised it up just high enough to be uncomfortable to hold for long periods of time- and she blinked in surprise as Stanley approached, glancing up at Matt. She was... very aware hadn't removed his arm, but she didn't mind as much as she wanted to. At least then she could breathe. She narrowed her eyes slightly at Stanley in confusion as he spoke, and then near shock as they were promptly shackled together. "...Oh." She murmured, glancing up at Matt for his reaction, slightly worried in spite of herself. What if he didn't want to partner with her?

Stanley raised his eyebrows at the pairs lack of enthusiasm, shaking his head. "I'm not changing it now, you guys better get along" He said, giving Trixie a warm smile before going off to evaluate the other models. Matt slipped away from the red spotlights to avoid being blinded, and turned fo Trixie, unsure of what to say. "You don't seem to thrilled" He said, though his tone was soft. "It doesn't matter, we don't have a choice" he added, raking a hand through his hair. He watched as Ava, in barely any clothes, argued with Kiara profusely on their turn, and looked back toward Trixie. "if anything i'm glad he partnered us. you did good, plus..Ava" he said, gesturing towards the yelling girl.

Trixie returned the smile and then looked at her feet, blowing out a heavy breath. She looked up to see Matt moving, so she followed him lightly, her heels making what felt like an unusually loud noise against the floor. She looked up at him at his comment and panicked slightly. "No, I am. I mean, thrilled might be an overstatement, but I really do want to model with you. It's- you're- you're good." She stuttered out, watching him anxiously. That was really the best compliment she could throw at him. You're good. If he wasn't right there, she would've scoffed at herself and proceeded to melt into the floor. Her brain completely blacked out what he said as soon as he raked a hand through his hair, and she started fiddling anxiously with her hands to distract herself. "Thanks. I mean, she may be a bitch, but at least she knows how to model." She scoffed, looking over her shoulder at the hot mess behind her.

Matt have a slight smile at her stuttering, leaning against the tinted glass wall and she spoke, his gaze flitting from her to the other models constantly. It seemed to be the first time his eyes weren't fixated just on Kiara, and he liked it. "And so do you by the looks of it. Just dont keep acting like my body's made of acid when you're made to touch me" he joked, referring to her flinching when her hand was moved to his chest. "But this means you can't get all snappy with me now" he added, watching as Ava finally stopped arguing long enough to stand there and pose. Matt wouodnt lie, she was good at it. But she really wasn't..appealing. He turned back to Trixie and gestures towards the like of people. "we're not done yet though. we've got another shoot, except it's solo this time" he smiled.

Trixie turned back to him and gave him a playful glare, swatting his arm playfully. "Duly noted. I'll try not to be so revolted next time." She teased, stepping forward to stand beside him, turning around so she could survey the scene better. She rolled her eyes. "I can get snappy with you whenever I want." She scoffed playfully, leaning her back against the cool glass behind her. Her face fell when he mentioned another shoot and she gave him a pitiful look. "Another one? Solo? As in... by myself?" She whined.

"Right because I repulse you that much" Matt sighed, giving her a small smile. He let out a quick laugh when she replied to his last comment, nodding somewhat enthusiastically. "Yes, solo. You can't expect Stanley to be all impressed with you just copying someone else can you?" He teased, nodding his head towards Kiara, who was now atood in a very bright spotlight by herself. "You'll be fine though, just..be fine" Was all the xomforting Matt could get out as they were dragged to the end of the line, much against his will.

"You do." Trixie huffed halfheartedly, slumping against the wall at his answer. "I dunno, he seemed pretty impressed when all I was doing was clinging onto you." She huffed, giving Kiara a slightly envious look. This was natural for her- effortless. So why did Trixie feel like she was going to collapse as soon as she was alone? She gave him a weak look. "If I weren't really nauseous right now, I would think you were calling me fine." She joked, following him reluctantly onto the stage.

"Why would I compliment you? No, you'll BE fine" Matt shook his head, fiddling with the various bronze rings on his fingers. As much as he wanted to tease her, take the piss, he could tell she was incredibly nervous, and with good reason too. Going solo in front of a bunch of already-famous models when you had just arrived couldn't be that easy. He slipped out the line as they got nearer to the front, giving Trixie an apologetic look. "You're completely on your own now im afraid, im not doing it" He smiled, looking toward Stanley who was beckoning him over. He felt mean for leaving it to the last minute to break it to her she couldn't just copy whatever move he did after, but at least he waited. Right?