Long fingers wanted to touch everything soft in the establishment. Matt always worked with his hands so the desire to touch just came natural and those draping softies just called to be touched.
A small smile graced Matt's lips, still showing how nervous he was. Honestly the young man only left his shop to buy food and visit the bar a few rows down for tea and company. He was totally out of his element here.
"I'm my own boss. I have a shop... The owner of this place told me to come. I think. The Friday specials looked good too..." Matt shifted his gaze upwards to the woman standing there, trying his best to smile a bit more. Christ his people skills were lacking lately.