"A month?" Deb questioned, taking a step back from him so she could decipher if he was messing with her or not. He seemed serious about it though. "What the fuck are you talking about Dex?" She really had no idea.
"Anita is fine." Deb said. "A lot like me, if you can fucking believe that." She laughed a bit, for a moment forgetting the fact that she didn't know what Dex was talking about. What did he mean he'd seen her a month ago?
"But Dex I haven't seen you since before I came here."