Dave's grip on the handle of the passenger side door tightens slightly. He really wanted to just make a quick dash out of the car and never have to deal with this again.

He doesn't even know why he got so angry. Maybe he was trying to get John to hate him more. John hates him right? "I don't know who you think I am. I'm just the creepy albino guy that takes care of a bunch of kids as a day job. Is that what you were thinking?"