"Okay! Here, hold on to me -- the train's too far away, I cannot be fucked." She grabs his hand before she vanishes them both, poof! Megan's kind of teleportation is instantaneous, which tends to leave her disoriented less because of the actual power and more because of the sudden change in location, but she's been to this club before and has a pretty good idea of where to set them down -- just outside the front door. If she tries to port somewhere she's never been, she usually winds up in the air as an apparent instinctive guard against teleporting into the ground, which is great in that she's not dead and awful in that she falls on her ass a lot.

No dignity.

"That's like, way super faster than the train," she slurs happily.