"I haven't found the right person to stalk me?" he asked, smirking slightly. "Perhaps I just now found the perfect stalker." Yes, Gordon, David was talking about you. He would not mind in the slightest if you were his stalker.
The universe was letting them talk because it wanted to see the world burn.
"Well, I suppose I should go back to my room before Sylvie burns any of my stuff. But maybe we can get drinks again later."