Alexander took the offered hand, a show of her trust and smiled.

"While I enjoy giving you flutters in your stomach, my teleportation won't be among them. Now...you needed your passport?" he asked.

And in the space between eyeblinks, they were standing in Brooke's apartment.

"I love the decor here. When I get my own place, you simply must help me with the decoration." he said, looking around in admiration.