Eden pouted at Mary-Beth's look. It was a scolding look but honestly she wasn't ten. She kept holding out the picture and just as expected she sparked her interest and she handed the paper over.
"I like to call it the Corporate Lobotomy Bear. You know since my band is called Corporate Lobotomy we decided we wanted that to be our logo since you know we need a logo to do merchandise and be remembered and such," she grinned, "we'll be the band with the fucked up looking bear! Come on MB, I know I'm not eighteen but no one needs to know. I won't tell my parents, I promise. Like the only people who will see it will be my band mates." She leaned back against the counter, "Also it's in a place that I can easily hide and if necessary I can cover it with make up if I'm around my parents or teachers. And if I'm caught I can say it's a wash off...like they're gonna check. Come on MB...please!"