Professor Martin Davis began his day like normal. He woke up at 6:59 AM (a minute before his alarm was set), put on his plush robe, and slipped on his grey house shoes. He went into the kitchen to give his wife, Luella, a morning kiss. He traveled outside to retrieve the weekly paper. He prepared tea, while she cooked breakfast. The couple would mostly eat in companionable silence with only the crisp shuffle of the newspaper.

Occasionally they would discuss a stray client of Luella's or the BSPR's latest something or the other. However, this time the quiet was pierced with ringing from the Davis' landline. Assuming it was a colleague from the BSPR, Martin excused himself to answer it.

"Morning,"

Upon hearing his son's voice, Martin threw out any notion of the day being regular; his smile would make a return throughout the day.

"Good morning, Noll. It's nice to hear from you."

Luella nearly knocked the dining room table over in her haste to charge at the phone. Martin handed the phone to her demanding hands.

"You haven't called us in weeks!" She accused.

"Good morning, Luella," Oliver said.

"Well, good morning to you, too! What has the doctor been up to?"

Martin could practically see Oliver embarrassedly looking away, and laughed.

"...That's why I called. I have been planning a return visit--"

"Oh, Martin did you hear that!?" Luella narrowly missed headbutting her husband in her excitement when she turned around.

"Yes, I heard, dear," Martin said.

"When do you plan on arriving?" She quickly began the interrogation.

"I'll give you all the details if you let me finish, Luella."

Oliver's tone betrayed his growing irritation. There was work to be done and he hadn't schedule in a call to his parents.

Without missing a beat, Luella quipped back, "I'll let you finish if you keep your manners in mind."

A quiet but audible sigh filtered through the phone's speaker.

"I want to introduce you and Martin to a colleague from Japan's SPR. Naturally, they would need a place to stay during the visit--"

"--Oh, Noll! That's a lovely idea! It would be grand to have the two of you here--"

"What's the reason?" Martin's blunt question earned him a glare from his wife. Or it could be because the two men simply couldn't keep up with her enthusiasm.

"They have a wide-range of abilities that I want BSPR insight on, but they're also useful with equipment."

"Oliver, you don't plan on bringing your friend across the ocean with the intent of having them be a guinea pig, do you?" Luella asked horrified.

"...No, but I acknowledge that further research into their abilities is impossible with the limited funding here."

"You never answered Luella about when you'll be arriving," Martin reminded Oliver.

"Two days from now."

Enough time for a notice, but soon enough to not keep Luella in constant suspense.

The call ended after Martin and Luella managed to weasel out some more basic information about their surprise guest; such as preferred meals, position at SPR, and age.

It was only when each party was preparing to hang up that Martin asked, "What did you say your colleague's name was again?"

A beat passed and Oliver responded with a reluctant, "Mai Taniyama."

A/N: So I finally did it! After pining over Ghost Hunt for so long... I'm finally contributing to the fandom (with empty fluff, no less).

Even after all this time postponing writing this, I post this with shaking hands.

And at 4:44 AM.

So that's my excuse for any and all grammatical errors.