"You getting stronger wouldn't be a surprise, but you still can't beat me." He's acting like no one can, like usual, when actually he was definitely murdered, so really, it's half posturing. Dave could well beat him now. They'll see.

Parenting is more frightening. "Not all babies," he says, almost-joking, "makes you real special. Meteor baby? Cool as shit." But he rolls his eyes, waiting at the 'please wait to be seated' sign for a hostess. "Family dinner, smartass."

That's what families do, right? Dirk's not exactly a fucking expert. Like, he didn't even ask if Dave was hungry, but it's... a gesture? "You know that Norman Rockwell shit where people are sitting at the table bonding and eating? True Americana? That's about to be us."

God, is he serious? It's impossible to tell.