[ Matt's had a long time to get used to it. The whispers, the silence sometimes, the questions: he's glad he's not getting that from Frank. It's refreshing. He's glad he's gotten him to laugh with him about it, too. ]

Oh, ouch. Sounds like if that went down you'd end up on the couch, so we should definitely avoid that.

[ He can hear the joking tone, but it's easy to play along. He chuckles, and can't help but take stock of the other guy when he says he's not worried about any trouble from guys here. No doubt. He doesn't seem like the sort of guy that would be a good one to pick a fight with. Compact muscle and a sureness in his own skin. Maybe an itch for trouble, too. ]

Definitely safe to come back another night.

[ Matt turns slightly in the direction of his friend's voice when Foggy starts to call for him. ] I'm---I'm here, Foggy.

[ Foggy starts leaning on him when he gets close, and Matt can't help his grin as he explains that Marci is waiting on him. ] Go on, Romeo. Go catch your mighty yellow steed.

[ Then he turns a little to Frank, tone clearly joking: ] Cabs are still that color, right?

[ He questions after Matt, and how he'll get home. Matt insists he'll be fine, he'll see him back at the dorm, and he's not really going to have too much more. Maybe. He's not sure. ] I---I promise, Foggy. I'll get back to campus fine. Ok? Go on.