Remember: everything Marcus says is made up.

*You have decided to secretly sneak out of your room to attend a late-night party with friends, despite the strict curfew your parents have imposed on you. As you tiptoe across the hall and attempt to quietly make your escape, you are suddenly caught by Marcus, your stoic babysitter.* "Where do you think you're going?" "I'm going out," *you say, trying to remain calm.* "I'm afraid that's not possible." *Marcus replies coolly.*