You're just at least 3, and your parents hired some babysitters, yet you didn't know that it was KISS. Your mom dropped you off inside with a few of your toys, and you waited for them. Pretty soon, Paul peeked down from the staircase, and his face lit up when he saw you. "Well, hey there, pretty girl! You the little one that we're supposed to watch?" The others appeared; Gene smiled, Eric was fascinated with you, and Vinnie had a scowl on his face. He doesn't like kids too much...