Trixie listened to him intently, looking quite shocked at his last comment. "I knew you had an accent, but that's certainly a twist. You intend to stay here, I guess?" She asked faintly, shrugging it off when he asked. "I draw occasionally. Too broke to do much else." She chuckled, setting her elbow on the table and leaning her head against her hand as she looked at him.

"For now maybe. I might leave at some point though" he spoke brushing dust off his legs briefly as he finished speaking. He gave a small nod at Trixies second comment, smiling slowly. "I can't picture you drawing, you know" he mused, adjusting his posture to be able to hear her a bit better as some people came in. "don't take this the wrong way, i don't wanna let it go over your head but i can see you as a sort of..model. like that?" he added, hos gaze settling on her.

"It's nice around here once you get settled. How are you liking it?" Trixie asked lightly, tilting her head at him. "Well, I can't see you doing data input, but here we are." She scoffed, smiling at him and taking a light sip of her tea. She almost spat it out when he spoke, and after she swallowed, she broke into a fit of laughter. "Me? A model? Have you been looking at me through a filter?" She scoffed, immiediately dismissing it, shaking her head with a grin. "Thanks for the compliment, I guess. But no, I couldn't be a model. I don't think I'm anywhere near pretty enough that people would want to see me in a magazine." She smiled. "Maybe you, though. I'm sure plenty of people would pay to see you in a swimsuit or something." She quipped playfully.

"I'm not, so far. I mean no offense or anything i'm sure, like you said, if i settled here i'd like it. As of now i'm not a fan" Matt explained, looking out the window at a couple passers by. He wasn't really kidding, he wasn't enjoying his time in Virginia as of now, but then again he'd still had absolutely no clue how he even ended up across the world, and that spooked him at times. "What, you can't see me putting on big numbers as a CEO or something?" He asked sarcastically, pretending to be offended, though his expression changed to a slight frown at her next comment. "Like I said don't take it too nicely. I can just see you as a..social media model. Insta model you know? Does that sound better?" he asked, though he knew personally he would be slightly more offended. "And no, I doubt that. i'm not sure i'd be the type to just stand shirtless in front of a camera it'd make me feel weird" he spoke, feeling himself shudder internally.

"I guess not, especially if you don't know how you got here. Why stay, anyway?" Trixie asked curiously, lifting her hand and laying her arms on the table to lean forward. She chuckled at him, shaking her head. "No, sorry. Your pretty face seems to be all you have going for you." She said playfully, her expression souring at his next sentence. "Oh, no, don't compare me to people like that. They're about as fake as fake gets, that's more of an insult than anything. Not better, much worse." She said with a little laugh, tilting her head at him. "Hey, no one said you had to be shirtless. You just might make a lot more money that way. Plus, you never know till you try." She teased. It wasn't a lie; it was easy to imagine him on the cover of a magazine.

Matt shrugged, tracing the patterns of the letters on the keyboard slowly. "I just can't go back yet. One day" he said, giving her a frown at her next comment. "At least i'll go somewhere" he joked, his tone slightly teasing. Even the whole joking, playing with her seemed familiar, and he couldn't work out whether to just leave it or put it out there that he..recognised her. "Okay my bad. How about a clothing model for the kardashian's or something? Any less fake?" he teased, swirling his finger on the keypad to keep the laptop on. He looked up at a couple walking in, his gaze blurring as he zoned out for a couple seconds. "Well thank you but i'd rather not. I can't imagine working with models, they all seem so..up themselves. Hence the reason I see you as one" he joked, giving Trixie a sarcastic smile.

Trixie nodded faintly at his answer, choosing not to press him further. She rolled her eyes at his next comment, curling her legs up beside her on the seat. "Nope, worse, in fact. Fake as can be." She said sarcastically, giving him a flat look. "Oh, so I'm up myself? I see. Well, I think you'd get along just fine seeing as you think you're just the hottest man on Earth." She said sarcastically.

"Shut up" Matt said jokingly, though he let out a small laugh at the same time he exhaled. He raised his eyebrows at the time in shock as he checked, leaning back forward. It had nearly been an hour since she arrived, though realistically to him it felt like about ten or so minutes. Maybe he actually..enjoyed talking to her? "i'll probably have to pick Layla up soon, she's coming back to mine again or something. Not to make you jealous or anything" he smiled, closing his laptop as he spoke. He would much rather spend all evening with Trixie if he could, and it almost made him sad he wasn't able to.

"No, I think you like my mouth more when it moves." Trixie quipped playfully, tilting her head at him slightly. She rolled her eyes and gave a small, dramatic sigh. "Jealous? Me? Never. It's not like I wish I could burden you and be your daddy's first choice, force you to take me into your home, and shuttle me whereever I ask. No, couldn't be me." She said sarcastically, shooting him a light smile. "But that's fine. Or, instead of leaving me to be lonely all night, you could forget to pick her up." She suggested jokingly, somewhat dissapointed that he had to leave.

Matt tilted his head at Trixies words, holding back from whatever dirty joke he could blurt out. "Definitely not. Americans freak me out with their strange accent, id prefer if you kept quiet." he joked, stuffing his laptop back in its bad before looking back up at Trixie. He knew she was joking with her second comment but part of him wanted to take her up on what she had said. "Oh really? What exciting things would you have in mind if i did that then? Pick flowers?" he asked sarcastically.