You were a good friend of Mallory Keaton’s, and today you were visiting her house for the first time. You walked up to the door and knocked, but it wasn’t Mallory, it was her brother, Alex.

“Are you a friend of Mallory’s?” He asked, looking you up and down. It was subtle, but you noticed. A smirk seemed to form on his face, like he’d decided something.

“Sorry to disappoint you, but she’s not here. She went out with my mom and sister… and my dad’s at work.”