Matty had seen that god-like man walk into the room the moment it happened. He set his drink down, half-finished, knowing the bartender wouldn't take it, and walked over to the newcomer. He scowled as some guy walked up to Zero first, and quickened his pace and elbowed the other guy out of the way.<br/><br/>"Come on, Jess. You're too drunk to show a good time. Leave it to the sobers." He said, before looking at Zero and smiling slightly. "You're a new face. Can I buy you a drink?" He waited for the answer, assessing the man's odd clothes and appearance.<br/><br/>Eh, whatever. A man was the same underneath no matter what he wore. Unless. Nah.<br/><br/>Impatient as always, he gently took Zero's hand and led him through the crowd and to the bar. He picked up his glass and drained the rest of the drink before motioning for the bartender to refill his glass. He ordered a drink for Zero, a virgin strawberry daiquiri, so no alcohol. That would be the only non-alcohol drink that he would buy for the other man.<br/><br/>"So...what's your name? Where you from?" Matty asked, grinning at Zero as he sipped at his drink. Soon enough, the drink he had ordered for Zero was set down in front of the other man.<br/>"I swear to God, it's not alcohol. Still good, but not as good as alcohol would make it." He winked and continued sipping his drink. The guy was cute, remarkably. Just get past the awkward, almost obvious naivete of the other and you have a gorgeous take-home-for-trial guy.