You had been at a Marcus and Martinus concert with your young neighbor; you had to babysit her. She wanted a CD signed by Marcus and Martinus but she had fallen asleep while waiting in the long line so you ended up carrying her on your hip.

When it was finally your turn to get the CD signed, you walked up, struggling a bit to get the CD out of the sleeping girl’s grasp to give it to them.

After prying the jewel case from the girl’s hand, you give hand it to Marcus who takes it, his eyes flickering over your face quickly before handing it to his twin, Martinus, who uncaps the marker in his hand.

“Who should I address it to?” He asks, looking at you and then the little sleeping girl in your arms.