"...you do know it's not a compliment to call a woman's hands manly, right?" Kate asked sarcastically, giving her hands a somewhat self conscious look as she continued to weave the parts of his hair together. It didn't take long, and eventually she was done. "There. Absolutely gorgeous." She teased.

"Its not? You work hard, you've earned them." He huffed, a hint of envy in his tone. He stared down at his feet til she was done, gently reaching up. "They're so smooth." He said with mild awe. "Thank you. I feel,.." he flipped some fake hair back. Grinning up at her.

"No, it's not. I'd much rather have plush, soft hands than whatever these are." Kate shrugged, smiling at him and his performance. "I think the word you're looking for is fabulous." She teased, sitting down beside him.

"Oh- ..well I like them anyway." He bit his cheek. He crossed his arms. "I think so, I'm ravishing." The english accent was quite fitting to be the cherry on top of that sentence. He made a face, like a snob. Cracking a slight smile though.

Kate blinked at the little compliment, looking at her hand hands anxiously. She didn't know how to feel about that. She blinked at his next comment, smiling and giving a nod. "Oh, definitely. Maybe a little bit stupid too, but otherwise, absolutely dashing." She teased.

"I can see right through the sarcasm." He scoffed, standing up. "Be careful I might end up going to work with them." He threatened. "It'll mooostly be an accident." He twirled a fake mustache.

"Sure you can." Kate tossed, watching him get up. "If you do that will make my day. You can't tell them I did them though." She teased, rolling her eyes at him. "Yeah, right."

He glared at her. "You're no fun. I'll show off my luscious locks tomorrow then." He squared his shoulders. "If they ask ..I was at a party." He smiled innocently. Like he would ever show up at a party.

"Mhm, you do that." Kate challenged, leaning forward to look up at him with narrowed eyes and a smile. "Oh, that's great idea. Except, who would your tea party be with? Zephyr and Jubilee?" She suggested teasingly.

He met her challenging glare with equally challenging body language. "Obviously it was a mask party that was non-alcoholic so the children could be present, and I was babysitting." He crossed his arms and squared his shoulders.