Marshall was eazy going and fun to hang around with. Best part, he was your best friend. Now you two were 13 years old, and you had a crazy singing voice. It was almost unbelievable.

Marshall was good at singing too, but he thought you were better, no doubt. Everyone in the school wanted you to sing in front of everyone, and you didn't really want to. You didn't think you were good at it. You just did it for the fun of it.

Marshall: "Why don't you just do it?"

Gilbert: "Yeah, you're good at it."

Amy: "I agree. You need the world to hear that majestic voice of yours."