"Spock." Dexter pursed his lips and nodded, still feeling very strange saying it. "You know, from the original Star Trek? You might be too young to know that show. But he's here. In this city. I threw a donut at him."
If it hadn't been obvious that she was new before, it was now. Dexter would have felt sorry for her if he'd known exactly how to do that. As it was, all he could think of to do was give her a general run down of the place.
"You've come to a very strange place, Claire. The streets move, so do the buildings. You'll meet people here that will surprise the everliving fuck out of you. And you won't ever get used to it."