Dex and Lila are taking a walk, and she comments on what a nice neighborhood he lives in. "I never noticed. I'm usually driving by at thirty-five miles an hour. Not a real big walker." Lila says some boring shit about how everyone walks in London, like, fucking duh. "How far are we walking?" Dex asks, snippily. "Well, you're grumpy!" She asks what's wrong, and he says he honestly couldn't say. "I mean, thanks to you, things are actually lookin' up. People at work who've been after me, I think I have them under control." "So, why the grouchiness? Is it because your sister thinks I'm a little trollop?" Dexter explains that it's not just Deb, but the "suddenness of all of this. Losing Rita, the kids. They've been the only things keeping me...human, for a long time." Lila looks exasperated, which alone makes me want to see a plane land on her stupid face. Here comes the manipulation: "Were they keeping you human, though? Or were they the ones making you feel like the monster that you were talking about?" "Keep going," says Dex. Dude, I honestly don't think...forget it. You're obviously thinking with your prick, for a change, so I guess you're just going to gobble this up. "Your friends and family have to accept you for who you're evolving into now that you're clean." "Is that what I am? 'Clean'? I don't feel that way at all." "No, you certainly don't," she says, indicating that she's in the mood for some boneration in her separation. Across the nation. Or at the station? Sorry. Dexter picks up on this, and the next minute-and-a-half of the program is so wrong that I'm just going to recap it quickly. Dexter picks a lock of a vacant house, and they break in and boff. So weak! When they're done, Lila hangs out in the owner's nightgown, and Dexter tells her not to push it. Too little, too late, my friend. His phone rings, and it's Cody. "Hi, Dexter." "Cody?" "Can you come to my school tomorrow?" Oh, the poor kid is sitting all alone in a corner, obviously hiding from evil granny. "What's at your school, buddy?" Cody says he's doing his cultural report, and that he really wants Dexter to watch him because he's scared. Okay, Preston Bailey, you win this round. Despite his bowl-cut, I find him pretty convincing in this scene, not overly precocious at all. Unfortunately, he gets caught by Mama who grabs the phone from him and asks, "Who is this?" "Dexter." She just hangs up the phone. Bitch. Cody looks sad as Dexter realizes he's been hung up on. Lila asks who it was, and Dexter tells her. "Poor kid. He doesn't understand that you've gone." Shut your facehole, Lila. Dude, I really hate her now. She's keeping Dexter from killing people, and it's making me sad. Plus, she's a manipulative twat of the highest order, which makes it not even fun to look at her anymore. Time was I could appreciate her hotness while still being irritated by her, but now I just want her fuck off, seriously. Not pleased over here. "I think I'll go," says Dexter. "Whatever you think's best," says Lila, obviously not meaning it. Wonder what kind of attention-getting ploy she has up her sleeve. I really hope she ends of wearing one of Dexter's knives as a hat sometime soon.