(Dirk likes the accent. He recognized it from movies and he didn't really have much of a basis for comparison as to what was or wasn't uncommon back in the days of People Still Existing. He was surrounded by dorks with cheesy accents.

Or he had been anyway.

His face remains blank throughout the entire display of Angel's bizarre body, but behind his lens, Dirk's fascinated and some part of his mind is already wandering all over what could be done with those.)

Nope. But that's probably good we don't share the same timeline. You don't want to have heard of me. (Not even said with any hint of arrogance, just matter-of-fact. He blows his own pointed trail of smoke - right into the middle of Angel's smoke circle.)

I'm Dirk. And it's never too late to show off a bit. (He glances down pointedly.)

I hope it doesn't retract too much. I got a thing for phallic-shaped anything.