So Matt was still on that beach. Staring at what in Gawd's Effin name just happened.
And somewhere in the distance, he swore he could hear peppy music that could only happen tied with children's trading card games. It pissed him off. He played REAL card games, like *cough*MtG*cough*, and enjoyed regular times with Taiko no Tatsujin at Gameworks. Things that would make any loyal Seattle-ite proud of him. Maybe.
So what did he do?
That'll teach you to leave him to his own devices. LULZ.