About half the movie passed with Matt actually paying attention, though it withered away when it got to the usual 'conversaton around the table that makes no sense.' He looked down at Trixie and offered a smile, just figuring to listen to the tv instead of watch. "You're very distracting, you know" he said, his voice quiet as not to startle her considering they hadnt spoken for quite a while.

Trixie was quietly interested in the movie, flinching at every jumpscare and shivering occasionally at the extra creepy moments. She glanced up at his face at the sound of his voice, tilting her head and offering him a soft smile. "How so?" She asked lightly, shifting her hands to fiddle slightly with his shirt.

Matt shrugged, pondering his possible answers for a couple of seconds. "I dunno, you just..are. Its hard to pay attention to a movie when you're here" He smiled his tone soft. "Maybe because you're beautiful, or because you're pressing down sligtly on my ribs, im not sure." He shifted a little from under her arm, narrowing his eyes a little, his tone playful.

Trixie rolled her eyes at him playfully, smiling slightly. "I would take that as a compliment but somehow, I'd rather be difficult." She teased, promptly shifting away from him and laying on her back. "But if I'm bothering you, I can try not to distract you. With either my beauty or my attention." She shrugged teasingly.

"You're not bothering me gosh, i'm just being nice" Matt huffed, nudging her playfully. He looked up at the tv as some unknown loud noise echoed from it, though he had no idea what was going on seeing as he hadnt looked in the past ten or so minutes. "I mean it though. The first part, anyway" he smiled, locking his gaze with hers.

Trixie jumped at the loud noise, promptly going back to his side. "So. I changed my mind." She muttered, curling up to him slightly. She held his gaze quietly after he spoke, returning the smile. "Thanks. I guess you can be pretty distracting yourself, what with the whole handsome thing you have going on." She said playfully.

Matt smiled as Trixie jumped, holding back a laugh. "That scary?" he asked, mocking her playfully. "Oh my bad." he added, referring to her second comment, his mind focusing on the compliment. He locked his gaze with hers for a couple of seconds, pulling away to look at the tie. "Are you at all tired?" he asked. "And are you planning on going back to yours tonight?"

"Don't laugh at me, this stuff is creepy." Trixie huffed, gently adjusting to press into him slightly. "It is. I think I deserve an apology, in fact." She teased, setting her head gently into the crook of his neck once he pulled his gaze from hers. "I'm a little tired, and I wasn't planning on going back to mine. Unless you want me to." She shrugged.

"I disagree" Matt said, staring out the window. "I don't think so. And I dont have a problem with you staying here, was just curious. We could sleep soon, if you wanted?" he asked, tilting his head. He shuffled a little to lie down properlu, having to slide out fro Trixie's arm to do so, though he moved it back in the same place after he had managed to get himself comfortable.

Trixie nodded. "That sounds good to me." She seemed displeased when he moved out from under her arm, but it disappeared as soon as he readjusted her. She moved her hand to start toying with his shirt again, her fingers gliding over the buttons.