Damien had strolled into the store. He liked this kind of stuff.. music was known for reaching souls. And that was the business he was in. He chuckled, as some people referred to rock as Devil's music in the past. That always made him laugh. Stupidity was amusing.
Just then, he heard a young man's voice.. heard that particular word. He laughed then, waving at the blond buy, "Yes, it really is awesome! Rock on, dude!" He laughed again, as he didn't usually talk that way. "You must be Newt."