[It is a long pause, and one the Balladeer isn't sure how to fill. Maybe not every silence needs to be filled. He's rarely ever gotten to just sit quietly like this - even during his first friendship, if that's what it was, with Management, they were never just together. There was always chatter, or song, or some reason.]

Oh...yeah, sure. No one else calls me that. [He's been getting more nicknames lately, but not that. It's fine, though, he sort of likes it. He doesn't rise to see him out, if only because it seems pointless when they're both sitting on the floor in a dumb box, but he props his head up on a hand and smiles.] Stick that in your pocket or something, Hans. You've gotta eat sometime, and I can't be up here all night.