"So minus the mainstream part," Dave starts, laying his head back again to both occupy the wallstreet of arms and look up at the ceiling otherwise, "They're like the old land lady. You could've just been straight and told me we were living in a Zombie society."

Hipster and perfect.

After the game and the world blowing up, Dave isn't so worried about getting all the cheddar and more worried about Karkat's ability to sleep nightmare free. That doesn't stop Dirk's idea from being the best idea he ever fucking heard and Dave wants to see this irony empire flourish if only because it's fucking hilarious. What isn't hilarious is how repressed both of them are in their sexuality and likely it's not easily going to change. "Yes. Fuckin' yes. Come in and let them braid your hair for you, chill out in front of a fire and learn to knit and relax so you're not stressed as fuck from a hectic day of having to bone so many randos to relax at the spa cafe thing. Man you hook that shit up with wifi and maybe some computers to fuck around with game wise? You are set as fuck."

Dirk has been dead so there's that. Let him have an idea based on that alone, an excellent one that Dave is already excited about. He knows the peace isn't always going to be like this, but it isn't so bad for the moment.