Double Trouble.

M: Ugh, we promised double cute boys and I've got nothing.

A: I KNOW. This is my fault. Let me think a second.

M: The universe needs to step up and throw some attractive men at our feet. Must we always do all the work?

A: You rang?

M: That my friend is a cop out and only one person.

A: FINE. HERE:

M: I cannot even take that seriously. I am in a Mood.

A: ?

M: THOSE HATS. STOP.

A: YOU ARE MADE OF STONE.

A: This. For you.

M: Okay, that's certainly adorable but would we call them cute? Can we even call them cute without being arrested?

A: That was just to get you out of your bad mood. They are adorable! And (I believe) legal!

M: I do appreciate their enthusiasm but they are NO HENRY CAVILL.

A: There is only one of him, though. AND WE JUST DID HIM.

M: He's ruined me, I'm afraid.

A: Understandable, but he's still only one guy.

M: FINE, HERE ARE TWO GUYS SO THERE.

A: Well...that works for me. A LOT.

M: The more the merrier, etc. and so on.

A: I had no idea there were two of him! So convenient. For us.