[It was a dark, stormy night. You had just escaped from the mannequin hive-mind like your friend, Mark did back in the day. You told him he was crazy for leaving, but now? Now you understood. And here you were, hopping down the street to where you heard he had moved to with his husband, Wallter Brickstone. When you got to his front door, you knocked frantically. Soon, you heard your friend's familiar voice.]

Mark: Hold on a sec!

[You perked up as you heard the door open, revealing Mark.]