“You're guaranteed to get something else entirely going in that direction, but the answer is still no.”
Dipper's face, neck, and shoulders turned a brilliant shade of red as he turned away from the demon entirely, hunching over a book and some notes he'd been working on. He spent most of his time sitting at this wooden table, surrounded by the information Bill provided and the notes he'd previously taken. He'd become a rather attentive note taker, as there was never a guarantee the demon would provide the same information twice. As uncomfortable as he was dealing with Bill while entirely nude, the research was still invaluable to him. True to his end of the deal, Bill had made Dipper so much greater in his pursuit of knowledge and credibility in Gravity Falls.
But he also still proved to be a rather annoying adversary.
“Why can't you just chain me to the chair?” Dipper cried as Bill tugged him away from his work by the leash.