When asked for a nickname, Harvey was once again tempted to just say "Two-Face," but he realized how stupid that would be. It was too easy to identify him by that name and the whole point of this was to stay under the radar. "So long as it's something plain that isn't going to stand out, I don't care what name you use. What do you want me to call you?"

He was probably going to get a ridiculous answer to that question, but it was a necessary evil at this point.

In the end, Grell's answer about what he did with his nights was pretty vague, but it seemed to boil down to "whatever I feel like." Sometimes that was exploring and sometimes that was teaching someone a lesson, which could really mean any number of things. Still, what stood out most was the fact that Grell didn't seem that interested in getting home. Considering what he'd said before about waiting for his boss to come find him, that seemed contradictory.

But then Grell had to mention Jones again, even if it was just a reference. He didn't even know who it was, couldn't have any way of knowing, and yet Harvey had to fight not to flinch. "Yeah, it hasn't been all fun and games on my end," he said darkly.

"But why aren't you gnawing at the bit to get back? I thought you were waiting for your boss to come get you." It was a question that was going to bug him unless he asked and he saw no reason not to.