"Yeah." Dexter nodded. "I was walking to work, suddenly he was there, and the only thing I could think of to do was to throw my donut at him. To make sure he was actually standing there and not some sort of massive hallucination. Then, then I took him shopping so he could blend in with everybody."
It really did sound absurd, didn't it?
"You might. I haven't seen anybody from Star Wars, but that doesn't mean they're not out there. Or not going to be out there. It seems like every day we get somebody new. Just keep in mind that you could meet anyone, from anywhere, and it will be less of a shock when it happens."
Dexter shook his head, trying to think if he should tell Deb everything he had been through, all that he'd seen, and then decided that it might just be better if she learned for herself.
"You know how to navigate this place then? Did you find your apartment?"