iZombie2015

[Clive finds Liv in the police precinct snoring away on the couch]

Clive Babineaux:
Liv. Liv!

Olivia 'Liv' Moore:
[Liv gasps] What, already?

Clive Babineaux:
Late night?

Olivia 'Liv' Moore:
Suddenly you're Matlock?

Clive Babineaux:
Neighbor of the deceased called the tip line, left an unintelligible message. I was gonna run it down. Any visions yet?

Olivia 'Liv' Moore:
Yeah. I got a vision of you leaving me the hell alone, so I can catch some shut-eye.

Clive Babineaux:
Fine. I'll handle this solo. You take care of that hangover.

Olivia 'Liv' Moore:
Oh, brush the sand out of your crack and relax. I'm just busting your chops, flatfoot.

[Clive freezes, staring back]