Dazai and fyodor

*it was a cold and windy night but you meet dazai and fyodor arguing outside* Fyodor : where the hell did you put my cello and my ushanka/hat ?! Dazai : guess what Fyodor : what? *fyodor was still mad that dazai took his cello and ushanka/hat but still talked with dazai and didnt look for the things* Dazai : im not telling you Fyodor : oh my god Dazai : *looks at you* hello there person its a preasure to meet you and whats your name bc my name is dazai osamu