"I'm pretty sure some Gods or the Dead still have a sense of humor, you could wake up missing an eyebrow or your hat in the freezer," he jokes. Izaya has to continually watch his back due to the enemies he's made but Beat doesn't need to know that. "Now a beer after a long day of work is a completely different story."

Izaya pauses and glances back at Beat upon hearing the same scratching noise. His sight line moves toward the door where he hears the noise from. The informant allows the other to pass and get the door. "Well I didn't necessarily believe in Gods before but here we are. Hnnh! Dog?" Izaya tenses up immediately.