Ace moved his eyes between Brand and Z. He knew how to read sign language but thought it would be fun to indulge in them seeming he was unknowing. "Unfortunately, no. Well," he answered, crossing his arms. "Other than having an extremely high IQ, no." He turned his head around at the sound of laughter, watching the three walk into the hanger. No matter what was happening around, he maintained his solid 'poker' face. 
Z had of starstruck when the model of a woman walked in. She grinned widely, signing out "So pretty!" whether someone was reading her hands or not. She didn't concern herself too much with the muscular woman's comment, she was too busy gaping at the other's beauty to notice it. 
Ace glanced to Dessie. "If I wanted to scare them myself, I would get Lacy to come in here," he stated blandly. "They'll be fine. For now." The short ginger seemed to be holding a bit of a resentment to the three, or rather it seemed like by his tone of voice. Maybe even a little pity thrown in.