"Psshhh. I don't need THIS to drop a beat." Shark tucks the datachron away inside his jacket and points at Neirin. "You. The one we heard the other day while cruisin' this dumb hole. Let's do this."

And cupping his gloved hands around his mouth, he proceeds to indeed drop a beat. Shark is a man of many templates talents and beatboxing is among them, apparently. Boots n Cats.