Haymitch chuckled softly, "Nice to meet you I suppose." He said as he shook the offered hand. "Then you need to get out some more I reckon," Haymitch said with a shrug of his shoulders. "I once met a really odd fellow in the hospital morgue.... He looked liked he belonged there himself. That was kind of awkward, making small talk over bodies."
There had been a few other occasions but none that were proper enough to share with a complete stranger. It was what kept life interesting he supposed or something like that. "I can give you a ride home if you like." He would at least offer. He was a jerk but not that much of a jerk.