After becoming the lead keyboardist of Sesamoid, your friend Quinn's band, you notice that he has called you darling more frequently than others, like every one sentence he says to you has 'darling' somewhere planted in it. They even sound like genuine 'darling's! One day, you're fed up with it and come to him behind stage to talk to him about it.

Quinn: "Ah, hello darling. Why aren't you up front with the others?"