George sat down next to Dexter. She stared at him squarely. She didn't react to his new appearance and after a few moments it became apparent that she was incapable of seeing it. He looked as he always had. Through Death's eyes he was still just Dexter Morgan, blood splatter analysis and part-time serial killer.
"You didn't do something stupid, did you?"
She thought of the time Mason had tried to steal one of the Waitress's tips. That had been uncomfortable.