[b]Dexter - Do you ever feel like, somebody's watching you[/b]

 Dexter just smiled at her, slowly head banging to her new banging tune. He tilted his head as he saw her face quickly going through some sort of inner dialogue. He tilted his masked head, his eyebrows raised in confusion. Perhaps she was going insane? Autographs? He only accpeted autographs from people like Dave Groeul. So there he stood, tugging on his mask, hopefully gonna get it off so he could let his full head of hair fly when he headbanged. "[i]God damnit! Why won't this thing come off!"[/i] He yelled in anger as he noticed the sudden stop.

[i]"Hm? What's wrong with good music huh? At least we're not pop loving sheep!"[/i] With that he ran over to the set of drums he saw and jumped on the stool, from his pockets he drew two pieces of wood, one of them he just tried to stab a german with. [i]"I came here to rock, and I shall!"[/i] He then rose his arms into the air and laughed sinisterly. [i]"Now does anyone have a buzzsaw? I need to get this bloody mask off!"[/i]