"No Stockholm for the place, yet? Thought you wanted to stay here. Doesn't take away that it's kidnap, I suppose, but that kind of dedication usually ignores that part."

It's not as mean as it could be, but he's still salty that Dave's being weird about staying. The hostess arrives, and eyes Dave's sword, but directs them to a booth anyway. Dirk nods to her as he slips into his seat, contemplating Dave's wary question.

"You planning on going to school here?" It's an interesting thought. Dirk never went to school. He taught himself everything. And his track record with Dave and school was...well. Yikes.

But anyway. "Hell if I know, like either of us are normal. Wanna people-watch and shit-talk? We don't have to delve real deep."