"Dexter, you need a girlfriend."

Dexter almost dropped the wrench he was holding and gazed up at Mordecai, who was smiling smugly down at him. "Seriously. You're such a hermit."

Dexter shook his head. "I'm not good with girls." He squeezed the wrench between his hands and yanked down, trying to tighten a bolt but failing.

"No, really," Mordecai shot back sarcastically.

"Shut up."

"No. Dexter, you have absolutely NO love life. And a love life is important in a young boy's life."

"You sound like Dee Dee and Mandark." Dexter sighed and put the wrench down.

"I'm just trying to help."

"Now just Dee Dee."

"Shut it."

Dexter laughed and put a pair of protective goggles over his glasses. He gave a pair to Mordecai and he did the same.

"So, what girls do you like around here?" Mordecai leaned on Dexter's shoulders with one arm, looking into space opposite of him. Dexter shrugged him off.

"I don't really. I've never had time to consider having a girlfriend."

"You're hopeless," Mordecai chided. "But I'll help. Okay. How about one of the Powerpuff Girls? Blossom's pretty cute."

Dexter shook his head. "No."

"Why not?"

"We're just friends."

"Ugh. You don't know how many people in romantic comedies say in the beginning of the movies... How about Juniper Lee?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"She's not my type."

"What is your type?"

This puzzled Dexter. He put the laser down and looked up at the other boy. "I don't know. But not Juniper Lee," he finally decided. "I guess she has to be kind, smart, able to keep up with me, but not be clingy. I can't have some fanatic girl running around here and destroying everything, or distracting me from my work."

Mordecai thought for a second. "The only person I can really think of like that is Blossom. But you already said you're just friends."

"Exactly."

Mordecai groaned. "You're going to be alone for the rest of your life!"

Dexter smacked his leg before concentrating on the laser's path again. "I'm happy being alone."

"Yeah, try telling me that when you're a plump old man afraid of the sun that hasn't seen a movie in fifteen years and hasn't left his house for other reasons than to get the mail. All you'll do is sit behind a desk and try to reach past your pot belly and grab the latest invention, which will be something completely useless, like cotton candy flavored soup, wishing you had a wife or something."

Dexter reached into a container next to the robot he was working on and pulled out a small tin. "Already done. Dee Dee requested it. It was simple."

Mordecai hit him upside the head, making him laugh and toss the cotton candy soup in his hands. "You have NO life."

"Nope."

Mordecai, later, was debating on how to go about eating the soup, with a spoon or his hands.