She had been teasing him mostly. Tracey would do almost anything for her friends and when Theodore had sent her the journal message, she had been more than happy to help him. It wasn't her fault that he couldn't appreciate what it was like to have someone warm and wonderful waiting in your bed that you didn't want to leave.
There was no need to bother getting dressed up. Surely she would be there to help him and back again before any real time had passed, but something was out of the ordinary when Theo Nott all but insisted she get out of her bed to come help him.
And when she stepped out of the floo, Tracey really didn't know what to make of the situation. Seriously? Was he in the process of taking her advice and needed questions answered on what to do next? Offering the pretty witch a smile and confused look, Tracey glanced around the flat. Her attention went briefly back to the other girl. "Well, you're pretty enough. Don't tell me he brought you here and doesn't know what to do with you. And why the fuck is he needing my help? Once you get undressed, your bodies figure it out." She was rambling now. Frustrated herself. She finally called out. "Theo, I'm here. Where are you?"