[Dirk doesn't mind hanging around to hear Bro drop some sick beats on his turntables. In fact, for a while he even thinks about joining him in it, because there's no better team to DJ together than a Strider team. In fact, he's just about to do it when Bro abandons the equipment and heads for the microphone.
As soon as he hears what Bro is singing, he starts practicing a poker face of his own, and moving toward the edges of the crowd.]
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As soon as he hears what Bro is singing, he starts practicing a poker face of his own, and moving toward the edges of the crowd.]