[ Matt shouldn't have gone out tonight, but Foggy insisted. Yes, they were almost done with their final semester of law school, but good grades aren't just a thing that happen just because. He insisted on staying in, but Foggy wanted to have a little fun before the inevitable death that was the next handful of months. He'd laughed at the melodrama, but finally relented, getting dressed and heading out with him.

They headed out to Josie's, a place Foggy had found God knows where last semester, and were pretty sure was one foot in the grave. Still, it was a decent place with good people, and tucked away in a spot where most of the other college kids didn't think to look.

His best friend was heading off to go to the bathroom, and Matt focused on the room a moment, just taking it in. A guy, military he thinks, had come in with a buddy an hour or so ago, and got settled at the mid-way point of the bar. He was about to focus on something else when he heard him order a glass of water, and made his way over. ]

Hey, hey. Uh, free advice? Don't get anything that needs water here. This place has a good beer tap, but anything else that has "tap" should probably be tested for everything.

And then some.

[ He was just a touch too drunk, and a little more openly affectionate than he typically is because of it. He hadn't realized he'd put his hand on the other guy's arm, while the other still held his cane. He pulled it back, and reached up to adjust his glasses, leaning back out of his space with an awkward grin. ]

Just---thought I'd try and give you a heads up, 'kay?