Matt was in a bit of a haze at the Jolly Roger. It was one of the many pubs in his rotation as he wasted the nights away, avoiding the moment when he would have to crawl home. He was still avoiding Simon, among other things, and drinking let him drown the sensible voice in his head that told him he was being stupid.

The voice didn't register right away. Matt glanced up and smiled, the old charm immediately kicking in. He didn't bother to hide it anymore. He was beyond caring if he pushed someone too far, manipulating their wants to sync with his own against their better judgement. It was easier when everyone loved him.

"Sure thing," he said with a wink, his words heavy and seductive. "In fact, why don't you sit down and have one yourself. I'm sure no one will mind if you go on break."