Matt was startled by her touch, but didn't say anything. Last thing he wanted was to cause some sort of drama, and it wasn't like she had anything but good intentions.
"Eh, thanks." He said, emotionless. No she wasn't. She wasn't okay. Maybe she wasn't even alive. She was nowhere, for God's sake. Normally Matt wouldn't play the kicked puppy and tag along - he did the inviting - but he could really use something to drink that didn't impair his judgment, and he hoped at least someone and her dog might take his mind off things some.
"Yeah, sure." Matt stood up, straightened out his shirt and got ready to follow Megan.