Trixie had given Ava a sweet smile when she first saw her, but as soon as the other woman turned to dirty looks, so did she. She glared at her right until she was out the door, giving Kiara a soft smile. "Thanks. You can if you want, do whatever." She smiled. She walked to one of the vanities around the room and sat down so Kiara could reach her hair. She could vaguely hear speaking- enough to tell one was Matt, and the other probably some sort of model. She wasn't trying to eavesdrop until she heard what sounded a whole lot like an insult- the more snippets she heard from the woman, the more she was sure they were talking about her. It took a few moments to click that it was Ava- no other models had even spared her a glance. "Y'know, I really feel bad for that girl. The blonde one- Ava, I think?" She said lightly, not bothering to lower her voice. Paper thin walls went two ways.

Kiara stood behind Trixie and eventually started on her hair, taking the brush down with soft strokes. She looked her in the eye through the mirror as she spoke, tilting her head. "How come?" She asked thoughtfully, working to unravel about three strands of hair that had seemed to want to tangle themselves up before carrying on brushing. "your hair is so nice, mine could never, it took so long to get it to co operate this morning" she said, more thinking out loud than anything. Matt raised his eyebrows as he heard Trixie's voice, though he let a small smile break onto his lips. Ava however, was unimpressed. "Stupid slag" she muttered, before raising her voice again. "anyway. I reckon i'll be paired with you today" she said, not bothering to wait for answers from anyone before heading off.

"She just seems so... pissed at everything. Honestly, it's kind of pitiful." Trixie quipped with a sweet, slightly girlish tone. She blinked up at Kiara and shook her head. "I promise you, it took me just as long to get it to work for me this morning. Sometimes it stays brushed, sometimes it doesn't." She chuckled, closing her eyes as Kiara continued to brush her hair. "How soon do we have to be out?" She asked lightly.

Kiara shrugged heavily, the smile never seeming to leave her face. "She used to be the sweetest girl like, ever. But then she started getting all these things wrong with her, and she went back tot he memories building and then had the news she'd be pulled soon. So she started becoming a bitch. Even Stanley hates her now" she explained, racking her brain in thought. After a little while, she answered Trixie's next question. "Now! We don't have long. You look..incredible by the way. Stanley's gonna be so happy" she clapped, finishing with sorting her hiar out halfway in front of her eyes, before holding the door open. "remember, copy me if you're stuck" she added, gesturing for her to follow.

Trixie didn't ask any questions about it, simply because she didn't wanna seem uninformed. "Oh, that's so sad." She sighed. She blinked at the sudden change of topics and stood. "Aw, thanks. You look even better." She smiled walking lightly through the door and nodding. "I got it. Matt gave me some pointers earlier, I'm not quite so lost anymore." She smiled.

Kiara narrowed her eyes at Trixie as she spoke, joining her side after she had successfully pulled the door shut. "Did he now? Lucky you" she teased, elbowing her playfully before heading through the doors, up the stairs onto the rather wide stage. It took a couple minutes for everyone to be sorted into a line, and eventually, they were waiting their turn to hve the first round of photos taken-pairs. "Now, you'll be with me this round. Then probably Ava. We're the two Stanley turns too with new girls. Though, Matt might get pulled in" she said, looking at the guy. He was stood away from the line, being made to help the cameramen. It was about ten or so minutes until Trixie and Kiara were up, and he did his best to aveet his eyes, careful not to make her even more nervous.

Trixie rolled her eyes. "Not like that. I promise you, he is way more interested in you than he is in me." She laughed, following Kiara lightly. She blinked in surprise as they walked right up on stage, listening and looking around curiously. "Oh, alright." She nodded, following Kiara's gaze to Matt, who she hadn't noticed before. She didn't like that he wasn't looking at her, but she didn't have time to dwell on that. She did pretty well when it came to their turn, and she fared about as well as she could against/with Kiara.

Matt watched as the two girls did their turn, rather mesmerised by them both. His eyes had decided to fixate more on Trixie though, she was..well she was pretty. But he'd already established that. He gave Kiara a small smile as she threw a thumbs up at him, tugging Trixie to the end of the line to talk with Stanley, who was figuring out who to put together next. He mumbled in thought for a while, before deciding. And you could tell from his smile, he had an idea. "Kiara, you can go with Ava. Trixie..I want to see what you look like with Matt." He announced, and Matt could only put his hand up in protest, his eyes darting from the bald man to Trixie and back. He let himself be dragged from behind the camera to the stage, frowning as he reached the group of models. "I'm eager to see what you guys look like together. You go next" Stanley carried on, ushering them forward.

Trixie glanced at Matt quite often, sometimes catching his eye throughout the shoot. She let herself get dragged off to Stanley and listened to him politely, gently readjusting her dress. She looked a little skeptical at his overly-sneaky smile as he read out the pairs. She blinked at him in confusion. "Y- w-" That was about all She got out before she looked at Matt in bewilderment. It soon turned into a sarcastic look as he approached. "Don't look so excited, Matt." She said sarcastically, blinking in surprise as they got ushered onto the stage. She blinked at Stanley in confusion, and then Matt. She was expecting an explanation from Stanley besides "Go be with him", and she was anxiously expecting Matt to do something.

"Don't use your sarcastic tone with me now, its not the time" Matt mumbled, shooting a glare at the cameraman as he landed the spotlight on them, apologising profusely after. The lights of the theater had been turned off for the second round, and instead they were a deep, very dark, almost unseeable red. He stood in front of the backdrop and adjusted his position, looking down at Trixie, frowning ever so slightly. She didnt look like she knew what to do...at all. "Just stare at the camera like i told you, the staff will move your hands. And like I said, chin up" he whispered, watching as a staff member walked over. She adjusted Trixie's position accordingly, telling her to move on leg in front of the other, moving her arm and hand close to her leg. She then moved other hand up to Matt's chest, finishing with tilting her head a little so it was near his shoulder. He tensed up slightly as she did so, though got swatted and grabbed rather rouhgly as he was moved, his arm being positioned round her waist. The other was simply put by his belt. "Now..just stare" he whispered, taking his own advice.