[ ...All right, the jams thing is actually kind of adorable, and also not a bad plan, so Dave doesn't even mind being misunderstood. Someone who understands his genius, only no he knows his plans are sort of laughable so. Merrill is clearly a poor misled soul here.

Sadly, Dave is chill with continuing down this path forever. They're never getting out of this room, are they. ]

D'you think we could get seeds for all that? And like, get an underwater bio-dome thing going. [ Jade would be good at that, he thinks, idly. She used to garden, right? He's never really had any reason or opportunity to do more than water a few potted plants over the course of sixteen years. ] Gotta say I am all kinds of down with the red-fruit fixation you have going on, too. Best color, represent.

Also, jams of the edible variety sound just as hella rad as the non-edible variety, but. I was totally referring to the non-edible kind.

[ While he's not going to correct her onto a more useful idea path, he will at least explain jamming tunes because that's Actually Important. ]

You know, sick beats? Ill-nasty raps? ...Music?