Dexter nodded. "I'm sure that more strange things will happen. They seem to never stop. I met Spock." He said it sort of flatly. "I threw a donut at him."
That would always stand out in his mind as one of the most absurd things that had happened in the City since he'd been here. Other things were there, of course, but that. That was just the icing on the cake for Dexter.
"Are you adjusting okay? Finding out things you need to know? Anita's helping you?" And there was the brotherly protective part that had been taught into him.