Aeon narrowed her eyes. She'd been right. He was thinking Lecter, too. "I don't think there is, actually," she said, casually, remembering that she'd had to go in the front door that time she needed records.
And now it was like Dexter was bouncing ideas off of her. Okay. Weird. But she could play. If she could deal with Goodchild, she could deal with Dexter Morgan.
Aeon didn't know Norman Bates, so she just blinked. "Bruce?"
He didn't mean the Bruce she'd just gone on a date with, did he? "Bruce...what?"
Aeon thought about this. Who had she met? "River. River Tam," she said. "Or a guy by the name of Spike. They should be on that list."