The next morning, at Dexter's Amazing Salmon-Colored Dream House, he's taking photos of a sleeping Harrison (that he's doing so with the camera he usually shoots crime scenes with is unfortunately nowhere near the most fucked-up thing in this kid's life). He remarks to Rita about how innocent children are...until something happens. The creepy portent is lost on Rita, as per usual. Then Astor starts blasting whatever music her unformed ears finds appealing (if this were at all realistic, it'd be Paramore), waking the baby. Rita's pissed and makes Astor walk around the living room with her crying brother until he falls asleep again. Dex asks why not just give in and let her have the damn iPod, but Rita won't give in to the manipulation. I like how we're seeing Rita hates being manipulated every bit as much as Dexter does. And while she's on the warpath, Rita also tells Cody no more Marco Polo before school. Cody pouts and says when he grows up, he wants to be just like Dexter, "do what I want, when I want." "You and me both," Dexter VOs, before putting on the goofy dad face and carrying Cody out of the room.

At work, LaGuerta's in the elevator, smiling to herself. Probably because she can't believe she managed to top yesterday's vision in aqua with the "Mother's Day bouquet" floral print explosion she's wearing today. Maria LaGuerta, you are a ray of rose-colored sunshine, I swear. Or else she's smiling because she and Angel are both in the elevator, trying not to tip Masuka off to their affair. Masuka's currently carrying out an affair with a microwave burrito at the moment, so I doubt he notices. He does needle Angel about their great time last night. Maria studies the ceiling, Angel is silent. "What?" Masuka barrels on, "You could totally have fucked that stripper." Maria is unsuccessful at suppressing a smile and leaves the two boys with a pleasantly terse "Get to work, gentlemen." Masuka: "What got into her?" HA! ANGEL DID! Got into LaGuerta, I mean! With his boner! ...Man, it's sad being Masuka even for one minute, you guys.

Back at the Bell crime scene, Dexter is interrupting one of his usual "fun with yarn" spatter displays to dig up the bathroom linoleum. He tells Deb he found some blood that didn't belong to the victim, but it's too old a sample to belong to the killer. While Quinn grouses about Dexter needlessly complicating his case, Dex finds a sample beneath the floor. On her way out, Deb warns Quinn not to "go asshole" on her brother, while Dexter keeps his head down and collects a sample. Dexter's blood reverie is interrupted by the return of an old frenemy, Special Agent Lundy. Dexter is, as usual, nervous as hell to see his "favorite serial killer hunter." He starts inquiring about the crime scene, the severed femoral artery, the immaculate crime scene. He never quite gets to a point, but asks if he can stop by the station later. Dexter smiles on the outside, curses on the inside.