[Dave does a brief double-take at the arrival of the newcomer. The voice matches Rose's mom, and by extension his mom, so he's not shocked to note a resemblance between his sister and this scarf-wearing lady. What is up with that thing anyways? How high do you even have to BE to wear something that long?]

Hey, Ms. Lalonde. Sorry about the whole "surprise, you've got a son" routine; should have figured Rose wouldn't have mentioned anything about it before, what with her being harder to crack than Fort Knox.

[Picking up a piece of cake, Dave nods to Mr. Egbert and takes a bite. To use a cliche but apropos phrase, his taste buds take an acrobatic fucking piroutette - of joy - off the handle and right into his pleasure lobe.]