[She scrunches her face up, trying to suppress the huge grin that threatens to break through and ruin her tough, uncaring image in front of all these people. Without Bo, Jeff is easily the closest thing she has to a best friend. Fuck that, he is her bff. Who the fuck would drop everything in the middle of the night and literally run away with you, no questions asked? This guy.]

I'm gonna hold you to that, just so you know. And... ditto. Seriously.

[Jeff is one of like, four people that can make her smile right now. Conveniently, Matt is another. She practically lights up when he makes his way over, looking him over because that is a very bright jacket. He rocks pastels with zero fear or irony, it's kind of impressive. So is that blue lipstick, but wow, looking at his lips is kind of weird? Don't make it weird.]

Hey! [She hugs him with one arm, careful not to spill her beer on him or anything. Apparently she's coming to terms with the fact that people will see them in public together and maybe he's not as embarrassing as her bullshit memories have led her to believe. Maybe. Possibly. She's willing to give him a chance, at least.] Jeff, this is Matt. Matt, Jeff. You're both tall, snarky, and occasionally emo, you guys should get along just fine.