DIRK: Imagine it, being bound to me for the rest of your life.
ROSE: I can't, and won't, for many reasons.
DIRK: You asked for my feelings on the matter and I gave them to you.
ROSE: I know.
DIRK: It's... the same vibe as not really liking being called "gay".
DIRK: Like...
DIRK: "I'm married."
DIRK: "What's a marriage?"
DIRK: You get what I mean, yeah?
DIRK: It's the signifier equivalent of load-bearing drywall.
DIRK: Shit is built on top of this idea that maybe was always fake to begin with.
ROSE: Drywall is one of the more real things we've discussed, to be fair.
ROSE: I can go and make some drywall right now, if I wanted to.
DIRK: Do it.
ROSE: I'm not hungry.
DIRK: Your loss.
