WHO: Beck and Asha WHEN: May 15, Afternoon. WHERE: Lab in Half Moon Bay WHAT: Just you know....nerd flirting.
Beck was deep in concentration as he worked, oblivious to anyone else that may have come in or out of the lab. Andressa had warned him to be more aware of his surroundings, even in the Den, because one never knew when enemies might try an ambush. He tried to listen to her warnings, honestly he did, but once he was in the zone.....well. Things tended to fade into the background. At least he'd given up his headphones and instead just blared music from the impressive speakers and sound system he'd rigged in his domain. That counted, right?
His foot tapped idly to the beat as his fingers moved, the long red stick of candy sticking out of his mouth dangling as he'd paused mid-bite when an idea had hit him. There was always a stash of sweets around the lab, hidden because Dante would frequently come down and take advantage of his distraction and wipe him clean. Beck was exceedingly addicted to sweets and had an oral fixation that had earned him some intense ribbing a time or two in his life. He'd heard all the jokes and didn't care. Concentration seemed easier when he was properly sugared.
Despite this addiction, however, there was still a sign advertising 'No Eating in Lab' on the door. Beck was aware of the contradiction but he trusted himself to keep the equipment clean no matter what he chose to snack on. Others, no so much.