[ Touching his books... Every single one of them is a sketchbook, Josuke will find. ] I have a record player somewhere downstairs that I don't know how to work. You're going to need to use your imagination.

[ He slinks to his chest of drawers and pulls his perfectly organized box of makeup from it... It's filled with all kinds of garbage from his extravagant lipstick to his old timey brush-based mascara. ]

Knock yourself out. You can sit on the bed if you don't up and fall asleep on it.

What have you been up to lately? I thought you died again. I've been recovering from that incident through focusing on my business.