Oh, yeah. If you want to know about time travel, you should talk to Dave. --actually, on second thought, don't.

[ It occurs to him two seconds too late that maybe Dave doesn't really want to talk about that shit anymore, just as much as John doesn't want to talk about Sburb in general. It's a odd moment of lucidity, but hopefully he's saving a bro some potential headache. Who knows?

Either way, John is more distracted by the picture of the painting and he smirks, handing the phone back. ]

I'm John, by the way. Who am I pointing people to when they want a sweet dragon painting for themselves?