[Dave attempts to keep a straight face, but the corner of his mouth quirks slightly upward anyway.]

I know, it's fuckin' heinous. I shouldn't be allowed out in public with a history of crimes like these, let alone be allowed to play defender of justice.

[Turning in the direction of the mess hall, Dave just indicates for Dipper to follow his with a little sideways nod of his head.]

C'mon, it's my goal to try all roughly five thousand flavors and I've only gotten through like twenty so far. And not even the exciting ones.