Laughing as she brings her fork to her mouth, Lydia shakes her head a little. "I'm only using it on the ends," she promises. "And then cutting off the damaged pieces. You'll never miss it," she adds. She could always ask more INFRAREDs to test for her like she did with the makeup, but somehow she can't quite bring herself to subject other people to the products until they're at least on the right track. She'd rather others test for quality than for functionality.

His vote of confidence does make her feel a bit better though, and Lydia smiles. "Thanks, baby," she says, final actually taking the bite she's been holding on her fork this whole time.

In spite of herself, Lydia grins as she chews, waiting until she swallows her mouthful before responding. "Mmm, changed your mind, did you?" she asks playfully. "That's what I thought," she adds, sounding very pleased with herself.

Nodding a little, Lydia takes a drink and then wets her lips thoughtfully. "Because it's been forever since she's seen a lawyer as drop dead gorgeous as you," Lydia says casually, "'course you made a favorable impression." She pauses to reach over and take one of his hands to give it a little affectionate squeeze. It's her way of telling him she's joking. "I've got my fingers crossed for you, Matty. I have a good feeling this time, though. I don't know why, I just do."