"With super spicy mints?" she asked him. Liv was a little slow on the uptake. To be fair, she'd been eating a lot less brains lately with no cases to justify eating someone's brain and getting a peak into their head. The dead that The City produced wasn't that especially interesting anyway. Sometimes there was someone worth living through vicariously but often they were the bland, personality-challenged variety. She didn't like the way they made her feel.
He looked good. She offered him a small smile and tried not to notice the stubble on his face or the kindness of his brown eyes, or the first strands of silver appearing in his hair.