[Toki]

Djinn and Matt chatted idly at the kitchen bar, and as soon as Djinn caught sight of Brandon, he used a pair of his hands to cover Matt's eyes.
"Ooh, baby," he uttered.
"Did he come out here naked?" Matt asked in a hushed voice.
"No, honey, he's covered. By a towel."
"Ah, might as well be, then."
"Do you want me to keep shielding your eyes, dear?"
"Djinn, I'm twenty-three." Matt scowled.
"Is... that a... yes?"
"Oh my God." She pushed his hands away and went out to the laundry room to check the dryer.

Djinn shrugged with both sets of shoulders and poured a glass of orange juice into a clean mug, then came over to Brandon.
"Sorry, dunno what her problem is today. Nice tat, by the way. Juice?" He smiled a little. "Oh, yeah, you were asking about the Otherworld. Yeah. It's where a lot of fae like to hang out, like kind of a neighbor universe to this one? My family's there, and I work there. I mean, can't really work in the human world with, y'know, four arms and blue skin; I might get mistaken for some Indian deity. Wouldn't be the first time." He sighed and took a sip off his own cup. "It's not really complicated to get there, just a trans-dimensional portal." He paused, "But a stable one. Matt told me about the explosion noise earlier, whoever opened that one is clearly a trainee at space-time travel. Or was really in a hurry to make it."

Matt re-entered the room and threw Brandon's clothes at him. "Clothes're dry. Now negative-strip."
"Aww." Djinn complained.
"I don't want to hear it from you."
"Jeez, what's got your panties in a bunch?"
"Nothing! Just, go put some clothes on." Matt folded her arms across her chest with a scowl.