[Back when Dave lived under the roof of an inscrutable irony ninja, he often thought to himself that he fucking hated the way Bro's expression never changed because it made it nigh impossible to ever determine how Bro was feeling or thinking.

Now, looking at Gary's smug goddamn smirk, Dave is beginning to think that maybe he had been too harsh in his indictment of the placid poker face.]

I dunno what your preoccupation is with insinuating I don't care about the notes or the city. I mean, you even agreed it was worth checking out, so what gives?