"You're great with the flattery," Oliver returned. His tone was a little dry, but he was clearly teasing. Really, he knew how bad he smelled and it was almost amusing that Tracey so readily told him how bad he smelled. There were few people who were that brutally honest.
"I should, yeah," Oliver responded with a grin when she sheepishly asked him for the tickets. It was such a big game that he had procured a few extras, assuming that people were going to come and ask him for tickets.
"Why don't you come in?" Oliver asked. "I've got to get changed and then I'll see if I can't find the tickets for you." Jonathan wasn't home at the moment and Oliver wasn't expecting him back for awhile, so he figured it would work all right. Oliver quite liked Tracey, but he tried to respect the fact that she and Jonathan didn't get along entirely well.