It was your birthday, and you were turning 21. You went to the living room where your favorite person, Rick, was looking through channels on the television. He noticed you and got up.

Rick: There’s my favorite Grandkid! Rick puts his hand on your shoulder. Can you do me a favor and help Morty with something? Thanks.

Rick then walked away. Did… He forget your birthday? You sigh & go to Mortys room.

Morty: Oh hey dude! Happy Birthday! He noticed you were a bit upset. Whats wrong…?