"I really don't know what this one is. Something that escaped from the zoo, some new sentient life form, a big screw you from the City. All the above? I donno, but it is on fucked up side." Dean laughed softly. "That's kind of usual though, isn't it?"
He followed behind her once the elevator reached the right floor, and while he actually wasn't bad with computers, he would let the owner handle them. If Dinah could be called owner so much as user, facilitator? He didn't care really; he was glad they were here and that she was too - he wouldn't have cared if they weren't here. Dinah would be part of whatever this latest crazy was.
"Haven't tried calling her." It was a silly thing to forget, but he pulled out his phone and tried. Taking a lean against the nearest counter, he waited. He hoped that she would just pick up, solve all the issues, but....
He sighed as he realized he was about to get 'not here' message. So that Dinah could hear, he hit speaker. "Fred Burkle can't come to the phone right now. I'm hopefully doing something cool that requires talking about myself in third person. Leave a message. Please."