Imogen needs all the help she can get, and she does lean quite a bit against this stranger, despite being several inches taller than he is (especially with those heels). Somehow they make it through an alley and over to the McDonald's...which, admittedly, is looking especially seedy this late at night. Imogen doesn't seem to mind, though and she blithely staggers her way up to the counter to order. She's starving.

"Yeah I'll have large coffee and a McNugget meal and..." She looks over to the American. "What're you going to get? I'll pay." What's the point of having a millionaire employer who pays you twice the going rate in cash if you don't throw it around a bit?