You were a few months old, and your biological parents weren't that great. A few months after you were born, your parents left you on a doorstep in a basket and a blanket. They knocked on the door and ran off. You heard a few voices from inside.

Cesar: "Jonah! Get the door!"

Jonah: "Why me?!"

Adam: "Just open the damn door!"

Jonah: "Why can't Mark open it?!"

Mark: "Because I'm making crispy chicken!"

Eventually, Jonah opened the door and saw you.