Yeah, that's me, yo. Good I now got a face to your name, too.

[He reaches forward as Gokudera takes a seat, extending a closed hand in the form of a friendly fist bump, smiling all the while. It doesn't seem like he minds the other boy's grumpy exterior in the least, but he does give him a once over as he approached, clocking the notepad and the scribblings within in his hand.

Settling back into his chair, a laugh escapes Beat's lips as he brings his drink to his mouth, sucking on the straw for a long sip, tapioca pearls coursing through it for him to chew on. Unlike his companion, Beat seems rather relaxed about this sudden meeting.]

Now it feels like some kinda interview, man. You really playin' detective there, ain't ya?