[Dave looks at Dirk, then down at the box, like he's just seeing it for the first time.]

Oh. Oh, nah, it's. You know, not time-sensitive. Uh, actually.

[He holds onto the box for another second, then manages to put it down. The top's already open, and Dave crouches down behind it, starts pawing through.]

If you're cold or anything, these are. Pretty much expressly designated for y'all newcomers. [He pauses, then pushes the box of jackets towards Dirk.] I guess you can pick your color.

[Thank god for his shades. Thank John for his shades. He doesn't have to make eye contact, he can just look in generally the right direction.]