when Trinity first moved into her two bedroom apartment in Pittsburgh, she had, so sillily, figured that if she were to acquire a roommate it would be a woman (because in what world is she inviting a man to live with her?). thinking this, she bought matching toiletries for the bathrooms.
then, Dennis, who is notably a man, moves in with her. the first night, Trinity kind of laughs it off, saying, “this isn’t really a situation i was prepared for, we can go get you some 3 in 1, or whatever it is that you use, in the morning.”
not wanting to be a bother, he replied, “no, don’t be ridiculous! i’ve always wanted to smell like…” picking up the shampoo and body wash, he continued, “lavender and roses.”
a few days later, they’re standing around the nurses’ station with Victoria and Mel when Mel, sensing something, leans in close to them and breathes in their identically scented hair. “why do you guys smell the same?”
Trinity and Dennis had taken every precaution so that no one would suspect them. Trinity, not wanting anyone to find out about the circumstances that led to them living together (out of respect to Dennis), tries to answer, “well-”
“it’s what she had.” he, accidentally, interrupts with a shrug, completely oblivious to the possible implications of sharing shampoo with Trinity.
then, Mel asks, “you… are using her shampoo?”
Trinity is just a second too late to stop him from absentmindedly replying, “i mean, i’m staying at her place.” she just looks at him, telepathically saying, what is your issue???
Victoria, ever the gossip seeker, asks, through a grin, “you’re staying at her place?”
finally, it seems to click for him, and he cringes, “oops.”
Trinity just throws her arms up, “‘oops’ he says,” and rolls her eyes.
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