"Isn't it obvious?" Carl asked, his mouth quirking into a smirk, "We spread the love."
"What, you mean..." Mike frowned, running a hand through his always curly, yet now almost impossibly glossy chestnut locks, "Make more guys like us?"
"Unless you wanna be stingy about it," Carl retorted, "But...I dunno it feels like..."
"Like we have to," Antonio said, in a somewhat more solemn voice, "Something just...just in my head, telling me that we have to share this."
"But not to just anyone," Tyler headed him off, a distant look in his eyes, "Only...only people who deserve it."
"I don't get you," said Brett.
"People like US," Tyler clarified, "Strong, young...worthy. That's how it works."
"How do you know?" asked Carl, somewhat suspiciously.
"I dunno, I just...I DO."
Which seemed to settle it. Brett nodded, "Yeah...yeah let's do this."
"But where are we supposed to start?" asked Mike.
"I've got a couple of things in mind," Tyler smirked, a too-clever glint in his eyes.