Dexter turned and eyed the man who had spoken. So the movie was playing. At least they'd be entertained while they were stuck in here. He almost laughed at the exclamation of obviousness about the animal. He had to admit that the laugh would have come of nervousness. That was not a good sign.
He started to make a silent plan on how he was going to mainstream himself back into society.
"I like hot dogs." Dexter said. "But I'd rather not think about what The City might put into them."
The bathrooms were easy enough to find, he hadn't even gotten two steps before he found the sign. Hadn't even had a chance to start to gather the group up.
"Bathrooms." Dexter pointed. A door with a little blue female and a door with a little blue male were at the end of the line his finger made.