Cecil smiled, allowing Carlos to roll up his sleeves for him. “So,” he began, “what are we working on today?”

“I’m tracing the silhouettes of the Literal Rock Band. Since it’s just tracing, we’re not technically using writing-utensils.” Carlos handed Cecil a device that looked like a pencil, but it was labeled ‘totally not a pencil’ in what could be mistaken for felt-tip marker writing.