Matt gave an agreeable nod. He took Sam from her arms, setting the cat on his other shoulder. "The angel and the Tasmanian devil on my shoulders now," he joked. He followed Kate into the changing room. It wasn't long before Sam wanted down, and Matt accommodated him. The cat went to play with Lucky, while Ella stayed on Matt's shoulder. "I warned you she's a little voyeur." Ella did like to be with her humans at all times, including when they showered and changed. He waited for Kate to pull on the gown, then he helped zip her up in it. He offered a smile when they were done, giving a kiss to the nape of her neck. "You're beautiful. Like always."

Stepping back out of the changing area, he offered Kate his hand and led them back out onto the Paris streets. He was looking forward to what else the night had in store. Lucky and Sam trotted along at their side. As anticipated, or perhaps following his nose, it wasn't long before they arrived at a lovely, quaint French bakery. Matt could smell the bread even before seeing the beautiful window display. "Let me guess, you're gonna get something chocolate," he teased Kate. "I think I gotta go with the classic croissant."