[Beat takes the one handed to him with one hand, tail thumping lightly against the back of the truck seat as he slowly begins to unwrap it, never taking his eyes from the road as he does.]

Good, brotha needed it. That no-sleep shit from those pills really fucked a buncha peeps up.

[He only does sort of take his attention from the road to watch her from the corner of his eye as she bites into the burger. Good. It won't satiate her entirely, she will need a full meal for that if she hasn't eaten but... it'll do.]

Heh, you know, you can jus' call me Beat. Nonna that honorific stuff needed! Butchu welcome, squiddles. Focus on eatin', we'll be there shortly. An' eat as many as you want.

[He himself will ... well, you ever seen a dog inhale something and you're not sure if it actually tasted it? Yeah.]