"Black Canary?" That sounded an awful lot like a superhero name. Dexter shook her hand and motioned that she could take a seat if she liked. He wasn't the most gentlemanly of men, but he wasn't impolite, either. At least, as long as he could remember to not be. Sometimes his social awkwardness stood in the way of it.
He listened to what she was saying about his work. "Um. Yes." He finally answered. "I've worked with the CPD before. This is actually my second round in this place. Nobody has told me that we're working with you guys now."
Not that it surprised him. So much else had changed. Why not that, too? Though he felt like there should have been an office memo.