Trixie enjoyed his firm handshake as he spoke to her. His voice deep and reverberating throughout the elevator while locking eyes with her… but it was that stiff all business look. Just friendly, well, as friendly as two people stuck in an elevator could be. He made a joke about his boss dying while releasing her hand. She flung her back while slapping her hands on her knees in exasperation. “Tell me about it!” She practically snarled. “Mine’s madly in love with me! Like this is gonna play out like Tattooed Beauty and Crony Beast! Ugh. She just barely borders on sexual harassment in the Office, but if I complain just a teensy itty bit… tots fired.”<br/><br/>So she introduced herself and the handsome stranger responded with a playful remark about her name being like an adventure novel. She wasn’t really the reading type so she had no fucking clue if it did or not. But it sounded like an excellent comment until he asked if he could call her just Trix. Pursing her lips and undoing another button on her blouse the woman thought it over with prejudice. Most folks with whom she didn’t know would have more chances to hump a dumpster and have it hump them back before they could get away with calling her by her nickname.<br/><br/>But the guy seemed nice enough and they were stuck in an intimate situation with one another for who knows who long. He introduced himself before she could give an appropriate response and the girl’s heavily pierced ears perked in response. “Shepard like from Mass Effect huh? Cool, cool. You can call me Trix if I can call you Shep… I guess I could call you Beck, but you risk the chance of me saying Becky, and before you ask! Mass Effect is a video game. You seem more like the whole artistic writer type with all this chit-chat about ‘third person’ and ‘Adventure Novels’, right?” She made air quotes with her fingers while sounding out the words.<br/><br/>She got his reply then spoke up about the heat and her pant-suit. “I would burn this thing and the whole fucking building if I got a chance.” She paused and flashed an awkward grin. “Now that probably sounded serial killery. But you should tell me more about this boss too so I don't sound so bad.” She waved more at her face nervously, feeling awkward, then said a small ‘fuck it’ and rolled up the hem of her pants to reveal long legs that had a few more tattoos. Before he could get out a reply her stormy orbs turned to his face and she suddenly recalled he may have a working phone. “So Shep, you got any service on your phone? Mine’s a piece of crap and I need to try and reach my other job.” THe blonde blew her hair out of her face while staring intently on her metal boxmate. Tracing his features with bored interest while awaiting more of a reply. "