By this time use to the theatrics of Søren, Matt was hardly surprised when Søren turned their both into a perch. Watching the bassist though Matt couldn't help but get excited by the idea of performing with him. Søren was obviously born for the stage, he always seemed in the middle of a performance. And it was this performance oriented nature of Søren's that was so contagious to Matt. Enjoying the reenactment of how the t-shirt idea Matt chuckled inwardly, never would he or the band need to pay for dinner and a show as long as they brought Søren with them. But like many unsanctioned performances this one was to be short lived as one of the restaurant's proprietor's marched his way to the the table. Yet this was still another thing about Søren that no longer surprised him, the bassist had on at least a few occasions prior made it painfully obvious that he could be thrown out of anywhere, never though did it seem purposeful.

Scooping his last egg rolls off his plate and onto a napkin Matt swiftly stood and pocketed the food. Intercepting the man bringing the check Matt offered a slight apology with a promise of quick exit as he took the bill to the counter to pay. Once settling the check Matt found himself outside waiting to decide who would be driving. As he had stated on arrival, he'd be damned if it were Søren again.