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[secretlabtech]

[ He's not believing any of this. Any of it. Either everyone's cuckoo or he's on some kind of drugs, and Dexter isn't certain which of those sounds more plausible. ]

Someone mind telling me where I can get a plane ticket back to Miami? I'll settle for a freighter at this point. A helicopter? Seaplane? [ Pause. ] A yacht?

I get it. First thing everyone asks is how to get home, but I'm not the kind of guy to kick up my heels and take it all for granted. Crime scenes to get to, work to do, and there's my son--he needs me.

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How about a kayak?

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[cowboycop]

I know it sounds harder to swallow than a pound of dirt. Some folks around here, they've got powers, superhuman abilities they might not've had at home. It can be somethin' as simple as taking a bigger beatin' no problem, or it can be somethin' stranger. I've seen a few things in my time here that I'd never dream of back home.

Well, it's a pleasure to meet ya, Dexter.

[secretlabtech]

[ He still looks disbelieving, but he gives his head a little shake and rolls with it. ]

A pleasure to meet you too. I hope the next time we see each other we're working a crime scene somewhere.

[cowboycop]

I hope so too. You take care now, y'hear? And when them Sirens go off, you make sure you get yerself inside somewhere.