[Cater's eyes immediately snap to Riddle at the nickname— Seven it's weirder in person, isn't it— but he recovers quickly, mostly because there's so much to look at and take in. A lot of these musicians are ones he recognizes as ones he's regularly into, even.

So even though his first instinct is to say— let's do what you want, it suddenly occurs to Cater that there is a pattern here, and he's not being asked to cater to what he usually knows to be Riddle's tastes for a reason.]

Y'know?

Why don't we chill out first with a cool flick, and if we get bored, we can watch some music videos.

[He suggests as he sliiides over to sit down in front of that television, arms out and fingers wiggling to invite Riddle to sit close.]

Sound good?