One night, Martin was at his fathers house for the weekend. It was a good week for him, he got to do all the stuff he likes, and checked off everything on his list for that day. You were friends with him from school, and you only ever said hi in the hallways.

That exact day, you were talking with your mom about people from your school when you mentioned him, she asked who his father was, you answered. She realized she was actually a partner on his dads show at some point, and ended up becoming friends afterwards.

After a quick phone call, she told you that you were going to his house!!! Oh no.... You were a bit nervous since you rarely spoke, but you guess it was just how it's meant to come together. You got everything on and drove with your mother, when you got out of the car and walked up to the door, she immediately drove off, leaving you on your own... Gulp...

You rang the doorbell, but you realized it was broken. (Jay REALLY needs to fix that...) Instead, you knocked on the door. Instead of it being Martin, it was... His dad, Jay Sherman. He looked just like him, except slightly taller and... Balding.

"Oh, hello! Your mother gave a call saying you were coming over, I'm assuming you knew already I guess."

He scratched the back of his head awkwardly, but he let you inside of his home.

"Marty's just in his room, straight ahead and take a left. You'll see his name on the door."

He pointed down the hallway, there were a few rooms. You thanked him and walked down, and like her said, his name was on the door. "MARTY'S ROOM" strangely it was all capitals. You peeked inside and saw him looking for something, but he looked up and saw you, a confused look on his face.

"Oh, hi! Why are you here?"