If Dirk was being completely honest with himself, and objectively he only achieves this at least 40% of the time given the AR's existence, and say this is probably the last thing he ever would have suggested for a good time. In fact, if Roxy hadn't dug her claws into the idea and hadn't left him alone about it, he would be sending them off with a wave from inside his workshop.
Suits appear to be Dave's thing, from any version of the universe, but they definitely aren't Dirk's. He gives his reflection a minuscule frown, mussing up hair that's barely styled any more. He doesn't know how long he's zoned out, staring at this own reflection, leaning against the sink before he starts at the sound of Roxy's scream and the smell of burnt hair assaults his senses.
And here Dirk would have assumed living alone for so long would have made her a little more adept at hair care, sober or not. Finally deciding he's delayed this long enough, he drags himself out of the bathroom and enters the room, fiddling with the sleeves of shirt.
He affects a grin and makes a low whistle at the two girls, before turning to Jake with an arched brow. "As usual, you look like a mess."
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Suits appear to be Dave's thing, from any version of the universe, but they definitely aren't Dirk's. He gives his reflection a minuscule frown, mussing up hair that's barely styled any more. He doesn't know how long he's zoned out, staring at this own reflection, leaning against the sink before he starts at the sound of Roxy's scream and the smell of burnt hair assaults his senses.
And here Dirk would have assumed living alone for so long would have made her a little more adept at hair care, sober or not. Finally deciding he's delayed this long enough, he drags himself out of the bathroom and enters the room, fiddling with the sleeves of shirt.
He affects a grin and makes a low whistle at the two girls, before turning to Jake with an arched brow. "As usual, you look like a mess."