WEEK TWO: MONDAY MORNING, ROOM 112

[parodeity]

[ since presumably going up to dirk after breakfast or whatever and going "hey i need your help with a thing" might result in dirk following him, dave will drag dirk off to room 112, though he stops short in front of the door and casts a glance sideways at dirk. ]

Can you sew? I mean, you - he could. Better than me.

[ ...? presumably he needs help sewing. something. unless this is just one of his many random interrogative questions. ]