[At least this time Joshua didn't let out an insidious chuckle, but more of a genuine, annoying laugh. At the expense of Beat's pain.]

That's for the punch from last time.

[He shrugged his shoulders, walking over to retrieve his phone from where it had landed on the ground.

And he was still totally going to consider the knives thing.]

So, how 'bout you? Any exciting skateboard powers, or are we truly on a plane other than the UG?