Liv walked into the morgue after having gone looking for vision clues with Clive.

"How was the hunt?"

"Unsuccessful. No visions. Never thought I'd be sad to say this but I really need a vision. This case has been going on for some time and I can feel the brain wearing off. There are only so many more bits in the fridge."

She hung up her wet jacket and put on the white lab coat.

"Well I'm sure something will spark more clues." Ravi says from the kitchen where he's finishing up some files that have been piling up lately. He really needed to get a secretary. He laughed internally at the thought of a morgue secretary. Who would even take this job?

"How's your day been? Did you have something to eat dearie? Was work okay?" Liv starts throwing questions at Ravi.

Ravi smiles.

"My day's been fine, dearie." Ravi answers to Liv's grandma brain.

"Well you can tell me all about your day while we work. Isn't that great?" She puts on the latex gloves and walks around their latest body. A man who choked on some food. It was time to retrieve that food.

"Wonderful. Well my day's been very…uninteresting. Honestly, I'm just looking forward to tonight."

"Why? What's tonight? Are you and the boys going out for some fun? If you are be careful. The world isn't always safe. Or do you have a date? You have a date don't you. Is she pretty?" Liv asks giving him a look.

"Right…and by me and the boys you meant…?" Ravi raises his right eyebrow.

"Well your friends of course! You've obviously been working down here for too long if you don't know what I meant."

Ravi shuffles backwards as Liv points a scalpel dangerously close to his beard. He was very proud of his beard and didn't want it going away any time soon.

"I know what you meant grandma. I meant…it's not like I have some secret group of friends that you don't know about." He explains.

Liv shakes her head.

"Of course you do! Every young boy has them!"

"I'm not a young boy!" Ravi exclaims exactly like a young boy would. He then has to stop himself realizing that he was reacting to Liv as if she actually was a grandma.

Liv shakes her hair again. Her white hair fit her current brain state. All she needed were some wrinkles.

"Suddenly you make my plans for tonight sound less fun." Ravi mutters.

"Well don't keep an old lady waiting. What are your plans then?" Liv asks.

"Liv. You're not actually an old lady." Ravi says, looking up from the note pad he was holding.

"Whatever. You know what I mean." The old Liv appears out of the haze of grandma-brain.

"It's game night with Major tonight. We've got the lot ready and with tomorrow being Saturday we're going all night! The popcorn, the candy, and the beer are all ready."

Liv coughs.

"…nerd…" she muffles.

"You know I'm not deaf right?" Ravi smiles.

"You guys play games all the time, why is this any different?"

Ravi scratches his head. He wasn't really sure why he was this excited for tonight. Ever since he moved in with Major and found out he also played games his days were brighter. It was cheesy and something he would never ever admit to anyone in his life. It was going with him to the grave. Unless of course Liv was evil and decided to eat his brain. What would her personality be like if she ate his brain, he wondered. Would she have a British accent? Would she be funny? Would she play games? He shook his head, getting back to the current conversation.

"Well…it's not special really. It's just lately we haven't played much because we've been busy, you know how it is." He says moving his hands in the air as if it explained everything. Still dealing with the aftermath of Mr. Boss and Max Rager, various deaths, Major's Chaos Killer days, Blaine's shenanigans, and now Harley Johns and Fillmore Graves, the Team Z gang have been quite busy. It was nice to be able to go back to something easy, normal, and fun.

Liv smiles sadly knowing exactly what he means.

"Are you sure you didn't eat the brains of a giddy teenage girl?" She asks.

He throws a small pillow from the couch at her.

"That's no way to treat an old lady!" She exclaims.

"Good thing you're not an old lady then." Ravi says.

Their laughs echoing through the metal-covered morgue.