- [with no provocation, Liv feels compelled to fix Ravi's hair]
- Dr. Ravi Chakrabarti: Though not remotely sexual, that's got to be some form of harassment.
- Liv Moore: Watch your fingers. That scalpel is sharp.
- Dr. Ravi Chakrabarti: I'd say Emily's brain effects are taking hold, specifically the fierce maternal instinct that kicks in just prior to giving birth.
- [Liv reaches out for Ravi's hair again]
- Dr. Ravi Chakrabarti: I can call it a day, unless you have the urge to make me lunch or do my laundry.
- Liv Moore: You wish. Have you, really, not eaten lunch?
- Dr. Ravi Chakrabarti: Please let this conversation end with you cutting the crust of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
- Liv Moore: That's not funny. Are you really hungry though, seriously? I think I'm done for the day, but you should eat something. Possibly with vegetables -- if you so choose. Okay, I'm leaving now.
- Lowell Tracey: I'm gay - but not to worry. It's only until I eat my next brain.
- Liv Moore: Oh, my God.
- Lowell Tracey: Yeah, I knew something was up but I didn't really get it until I saw a magazine with Idris Elba on the cover, and the phrase "big piece of yum" popped into my head. I'm-I'm mildly afraid of heights, but I would not hesitate to climb that mountain.
- Liv Moore: I feel you. So, we're good?
- Lowell Tracey: We're great. My plan is to score some ludicrously straight brain, ASAP. I may dig up Wilt Chamberlain.