That's Titus in the jersey up front, and Joshua in the white playing back up. If you're reading this, pull up your Lady Gaga library and press play. This was one of several common scenes that we became familiar with every day, after taking the journey through town and trudging up the stairs to plop down on the couch with the guys. I remember the first day we met them, we sat across from each other in the living room, placidly staring at each other, calmly asking and answering questions of each other. They were shy, and we were awkward, but we gradually became comfortable and casual with each other, earnestly and urgently submerging into conversations of family, responsibility, expectations and so forth -- the kinds of sound bites that, as a rule, would only take place organically either before the cameras were unpacked or when they were put away. So it goes, yes?