[b][color=springgreen]Dexter - Hello, is it me you're looking for?[/color][/b]

Dexter grinned at both of them, his huge maniacal grin shieled and covered by his seemingly creepy mask, still he didn't see why people always got so freaked out by it, it was only a mask, a mask didn't make you a psycho. Wait.....was he wwearing pants? He looked down. yes, everyrhng was fine, the pants were on firmly and they were nice and comofrting. "[color=springgreen]Well um last I checked....I was wearing pants. AND THEY ARE GREAT FITTING, I must say..."[/color]

He giggled and twirled, listning to the chaotic playing, loving the sound of it. [color=springgreen]"OoooH! I kn ew it! I knew you were tha players!"[/color] He stopped and bowed to them slightly. [color=SpringGreen] "I'd join in, but I seem to be missing my instrument, my bad! But this could be like some sort of Dr Who shit, and it's actually in my pocket, but maybe I've forgtotten..."[/color]

He ngiggled again as he retireved two surprisngly intimidating drum sticks from his pockets, twirling them like knives.