For the remainder of their admittedly short trip to the 8th floor, Lucas incessantly provides 427 with a seminar on how totally awesome Vikings, and therefore also their beards, are. Thanks to it being a mental lecture, he doesn’t even have to pause to breathe.
Poor 427 can’t even get a word in edgewise. The entire time 427 is wishing he didn’t say anything, it was better when Lucas was just being wistful about winsome whiskers.
Lucas’s mental monologue is finally interrupted when, after they’ve already exited the elevator to step out onto the 8th floor; Jonathan seems to suddenly teleport from being a few steps in front of him, to then suddenly be standing a foot to the left of his initial position instead, now facing a slightly different direction. Since he happened to be looking at Jonathan when he did it, even his distracted state isn’t enough to stop him from noticing.
Thanks to Lucas’s attention being finally diverted, 427 releases a hastily muted groan.