You walk into doakes' office with some evidence from a crime, you plop the document down onto the table.

You: "See those blood prints? Looks like a finger painting. We're dealing with a professional here."

Doakes: "Fuck you, dex."

Doakes said compulsively, but he was literally smirking in the midst of saying it, before opening the document and looking at the evidence.

PLEASE TAKE NOTICE THAT YOU'RE DEXTER, AND FRIENDS WITH DOAKES! THANK YOU