Ben chuckled lightly at the nickname and shook his head. "Ben, please," he said a moment later. Moving as the line eased forwards, he looked between Colby and the other boy. "And you must be Luke," he continued. It would be silly to offer a handshake (he was a teenager, not the Duke of Southampton), and so he settled on a friendly smile instead.
Turning his attention back to the food in front of him, he moved a bottle of diet coke and a chicken sandwich to his tray before giving the boys beside him a glance. "So, how are you guys doing?" he asked conversationally, feeling the need to say something.