"What about this?" And he takes a small metal cylinder out of his pocket.

...Yeah, that catches his eye.

"You more of a Twinkle Twinkle man or more of a Frère Jacques type of guy? Or-- I mean, I've still got Over the Rainbow--"

"Uhhhhh. Whichever one I brought? They don't actually... have labels... but I figured, y'know, you've been listening to Over the Rainbow all the time, maybe you wanted something new."

"You know what? Yeah. Yeah." He motions for Clay to hand it over; he doesn't have a screwdriver on him but he does have a pencil, some tokens, and his fingernails, and he's willing to make it work. (He talks softly to the music box as he does, complimenting it on being brave and cool and able to play so many different songs, and it's not that he doesn't like Over the Rainbow, he's just being fair, he wants all the songs to get a chance.)

The music box plays Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. It's... Nice, actually.

"--I think it's pretty cool, you know. Your music box."

"Really? Awwwwww, thank you, Clay. I'm-- you know what, maybe I will eat, after all. You've given me some pep in my step." He pops the gumball into his mouth.

"...I could make a joke about you putting a ball in your mouth. I mean, I thought, I thought, you know, it'd be--"

"...I mean, you kind of just did. You just thought, what would Nick do, and the answer is make dirty jokes--"

"--I mean, it'd be weird if I did that."

"Yeah, it would be. It would be weird if you did that." How can one man be so stupid. "I turn 15 on Friday, you know."

He has talked himself into a corner here and he is, in fact, capable of recognizing that. ...This time, at least. "There are more tokens." Wow, A+ job with the incredible intellectual commentary. Well, at least it was a successful topic change. Token + machine = ...iced tea? Hey, sure, he'll take it, caffeine isn't ideal or anything but it's something, and he didn't even have to trade for it.

"You know what I miss, I miss iPhones. You know? I miss--I miss music, I miss texting, I miss snapchat. I miss my fucking streaks, bro. I mean, I love my music box, but it's not the internet. I could be listening to fucking, Jocelyn Flores by XXXTentacion right now. Or, um, I forget what the song's called, from Lego Batman. --Wait, please tell me you saw Lego Batman."

"I saw Lego Batman. It came out a few months before my induction."

"Thank God for Lego Batman, my friend."

"Yeah."

"What kind of music do you like? Or, did, I guess. Do? Did?"

"Hm. Pop, mostly? Some rap. I, uh, I like Drake, I like the Weeknd--I like k-pop, actually, and, uh, Justin Bieber, I think they get a bad rep because they're popular with teenage girls, you know? But that's, like... Teenage girls are cool. I dunno why people think they're, like, a bad thing."

"Clay. Clay. Have you ever even spoke to a girl."

"........I don't see what that has to do with anything."

"Uh-huh. ...K-pop? Really?"

"I mean, I'm not, like, intense about it, I'm not, like, a stan? But I like some of the music, and I, I think stans get a lot of shit they don't deserve, like, k-pop artists are mostly really talented people."

"What's your favorite anime? Is it Attack on Titan?"

"I have not watched a single--"

"WEEB."

"I've--"