A hum of a laugh escapes her, her smirk shifting into mischievous, when Matt whispers back in her ear. Lydia pulls back to look at him, lifting her eyebrows a little. "I have no idea," she says honestly before taking one of his hands in her own and pulling him along with her. As she leads him to the elevator, when the crowd thins enough to say so, Lydia gives him a sidelong glance. "Should we stop to HQ for my jumpsuit or go back to my room since now...I guess it's just me and Gucci?" she asks as they step onto the elevator alone and the doors close.
Lydia leans back against the wall a little. Of course a part of her would rather be climbing Matt like a tree right now — she's always wanted to do it in an elevator — but she knows better. There are cameras everywhere on top of the fact that the likelihood of their being joined before they reach their destination is pretty high.
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Lydia leans back against the wall a little. Of course a part of her would rather be climbing Matt like a tree right now — she's always wanted to do it in an elevator — but she knows better. There are cameras everywhere on top of the fact that the likelihood of their being joined before they reach their destination is pretty high.