"I don't know!"  She was flustered the minute he stepped behind her, and it showed.  But not in a get-away-from-me-you-creep sort of way; no, she'd been too long without opposite-gender contact, and the guy seemed nice enough.  She supposed she should be horrified she was getting picked up at a sex shop, but honestly, beggars couldn't be choosers, and he seemed somewhat nervous as well.  Kelly prided herself on her ability to read people, and she definitely wasn't getting a serial killer vibe from Dexter at all.<br/><br/>Frantically, she scanned over the boxes, and grabbed for the first brand name she saw that sounded the least threatening.  Rabbit.  It sounded cute and fluffy and completely harmless.  "This one," she said, her voice squeaking just a little bit.