I saw "Lodi" and I thought it was Lodi, California and I was all "I AM FROM THERE! :O" But no, nevermind, whatever. Whothefuckcares, though, because I am a necrophiliac. Every single movie about a dead motherfucker being brought back to life? I own it. Including the 1993 gem, My Boyfriend's Back, which has a young Philip Seymour Hoffman playing a meathead bully.
But I digress.
Neither Marcus or Tea are mediums but I will find a fucking way to interact with everyone. EVEN THE DEAD ONES. Don't even worry about it.