Matt nods. He saw that she was scared, and knew that she'll get another shock when the next wave shakes the house a bit.<br/><br/>"I want you to stay here, Susan. I'm going to go get you a six-pack." He heads into his room, grabbing his wallet and his car keys.<br/><br/>As he returns through the living room, he looks at Susan. "Any particular brand? I haven't drank in a while, so I don't know what's still good, and what's like drinking moose piss." He offers her a small smile at that.