But Jacob, you're saying: What about Deb's sleep patterns? Very good, very important question. And I will tell you that she has finally gotten enough sleep, and is now back to being in a good mood. She explains that it's okay that Dexter went on a drive to steal luggage and visit his prisoner in his people zoo, and that it's okay for him and all his stupid crap to live at her house forever, because Dex and Harrison are the only people she really cares about anyway, and she doesn't have much else besides them. Dex goes to fetch her a beer, because that's what humans do to make other humans be nice to them.
Next day, Dexter and Harrison head over to the little-known Irishtown district of Miami -- where everything is tiny and the lawns are oh so green -- to bother that poor nanny some more. She asks them to please leave her alone like she asked them five times before, and Dexter's like, "You know how I'm obviously a liar and cannot be trusted at all? Here's some bullshit I think you'll really appreciate. See, there was an emergency where this girl was badly hurt, very near death, and I spent all night trying to help her. Then, I got called to a crime scene by my sister, and it's one of those crime scenes where phones don't work. Then, instead of telling you this at the time you were quitting, I just sat tight for a couple of days. Doesn't that sound totally believable?"
Apparently it does, because it turns out this woman is totally stupid. She says stupid shit like, "Oh... What do they call it? A leap of faith?" Like she had to search her memory banks for that obscure phrase. Dexter's like, "Yeah, for both of us!" And then they act like they just learned that phrase for the first time and they're trying to think of ways to use it in a sentence today. And that's all it takes, I guess, so Irish nanny is back. I was on the edge of my chair about that one. And she's got the total upper hand so when Harrison starts turning up with tiny little melon-scoop bites taken out of his thigh, nobody will suspect her. Canny, this one.
Masuka... Ugh, who cares. Masuka is the kind of person who watches Dexter. I mean, I watch it and you watch it, everybody watches it. But it's written for real-life Masuka. The most useless goddamn person on this planet. Quinn tells Vince that Dexter would never steal meds, for some reason that's a point he needs to make, and also that he is not sleeping with Deb, which is definitely a point you need to make in front of Masuka. Masuka masturbates and does a funny dance and makes some puns of a sexual nature and whatever bullshit he always does and Quinn flips him off and leaves.