So, she's addicted to arson, is that it? Weak sauce.
Back at the school, Dexter puts his arm around Astor lovingly, and Rita smiles faintly, clearly hoping something will come of this.
Okay, that is definitely not a controlled flame. Yikes. Whoa, okay, she's going for the chair, now. Hmm.
Cody finishes up. Everyone claps. He did a good job. Good for him.
Teddy bear. "Sculpture." It's all goin' down.
Dexter pretends to pick his nose at Cody, and they share a smile.
Could be a fire alarm...
...Could be a school bell. "I can't believe how calm you were up there," Rita tells Cody proudly. "You were like a professional talker," says Dexter. Cody asks Rita if Dexter can come with them to get ice cream, and she reluctantly says yes. "I wouldn't miss it," says Dex. "Maybe they'll have some delicious Saudi flavors, like sand, or oil." Heh, that's pretty funny. His phone rings again, and we all know who it is. She's got "bad news." Rita looks disappointed before he even gets off the phone, and it's too bad he feels like he has to go over to Lila's, because Rita's looking pretty tasty. And sane, because she's not an arsonist. Dexter apologizes when he gets off the phone and tries to not make it sound bad, but there's no way to, so he just says, "It's an emergency. There was a fire...at her place."
Dex arrives at Lila's, which is now totally burned to a crisp inside. There are still firemen lurking around, putting out embers. Finally, Dexter spots her, and she runs to him and hugs him, crying. "What happened?" "I was working on my piece with the blowtorch, and it just caught fire. I was so scared!" Don't care. They continue to embrace for a long while, not saying anything, and then Lila says, "Promise me that you won't leave me, that you won't go anywhere." Um, wow. Okay, as if there haven't already been a thousand red flags. She's implying that if he does leave, she'll hurt herself or others in some way, and that's always a really scary situation to be in, but if anyone can handle it, it's Dexter...or at least the fleshy patch of skin where Dexter used to be. He falls right into her manipulation, saying, "I'm not going anywhere," and she smiles, clearly satisfied with herself. Dex looks up, and notices aloud that Lila's light has been fixed, and a look of dawning understanding fixes itself upon his face.
Man, this chick really has to go. I'm missing the Rita-flavored salad days.