[He didn't really need the diagram anymore, it was more for brainstorming than anything. Now, well. Dirk enjoys irony as much as the next person, or rather, he enjoys it far more, given that his sense of humour very likely has a lot to do with growing up on SBAHJ films.

He folds the comic up and tucks it away in a pocket.] My future as a cancoin trillionaire can only be bought at the cost of a dear family inheritance. It breaks my god-tiered heart to acknowledge the inevitable ruthless demands of becoming completely ridiculously fucking rich. I guess even the Mayor can't protect us from the lure of more wealth than we could ever use.

[He would rather cut off his head than ever sell this comic.

Not that that's saying much.]