"Why have you dragged me out of my bed, and into your room, at..." Alya slurred as she looked down at her phone, "3 AM in the morning?"

Marinette slammed her coffee mug down on the table and started tapping her finger aggressively against her lip. She paced circles around the room and wore a substantial pathway into the carpet. She completed this journey around the room dozens of times before she stopped and actually talked to Alya.

"I know who Chat Noir is."

She instantaneously continued the pacing around the room; occasionally making a detour to the corner of the room to propel an empty energy drink can into the collective pile.

Alya gave her a tired squint. "What?"

Marinette turned around and pulled down a large white projection screen with countless photos, red marker lines, sticky notes, and two generously sized posters of Chat Noir and Adrien in the middle.

"This! Alya, This!" she gestured to everything on the pull-down screen. "I have been working many a night, Alya, and now, I have finally cracked his Identity! Bwuahahahaha!"

"Why did you say 'Bwauhahahaha'? You didn't even laugh it, you just... said it."

"That's another thing I found out!" Marinette's head flicked from the ceiling to the door, then to the window, then back to Alya. "They're watching us, they can see our every move... But that's a different story for another day! What is important is this!" She smacked the collage of sticky-taped photographs and news clippings with an open palm.

Alya had a quick glance over it after she put on her glasses. She paused at the two massive posters of the boys. "You're telling me, Adrien is Chat Noir..."

"Yes!" Marinette cried.

Alya looked over the jumble of interconnected information and lost herself. "I've got nothing..."

"Here is my reasoning!"

And she began...

"Chat Noir is the Parisian hero, right?"

"Heros have powers!"

"Power is another word for Electricity!"

"Electricity! So where does our electricity come from?"

"Nuclear Plants!"

"Nuclear Plants have the word plants in it!"

"Plants are green!"

"You know what rhymes with green?"

"Polytetrafluoroethylene!"

"PTFE Film is used in Aerospace programs as insulation!"

"Insulation!"

"As a baker, my father uses Insulated mittens to assist him in making Quiches..."

"That's right... we ate a quiche just yesterday at the Louvre!"

"The Louvre houses some of the most renowned art pieces! Including the Mona Lisa!"

"The Mona Lisa has the highest insurance valuation for a painting! They say it is worth $669 Million Euros!"

"Six. Plus six. Plus nine. It equates to twenty-one."

"If you get the number twenty-one and have it divided by the number of students in our class, which is fifteen, it equals 1.4!"

"One. Dot. Four."

"We have Four friends in our circle. And One of them has to be Chat Noir."

"Now we get into the real nitty gritty."

"Just the other day I saw Chloe and Nathaniel working on body paint."

"This led me to have suspicions about the human body."

"Chat Noir has four ears."

"How many ears does Adrien have?"

"TWO!"

"Two is the key to solving all of this! Do you know why?"

"It takes two to tango..."

"Tango."

"In the NATO phonetic alphabet, Tango mean T."

"T is also said as tea."

"Tea is drunk with either lunch or sweets."

"I've already ruled out sweets because sugar is a curse. So that leaves us with lunch."

"Lunch in Paris, is a Baguette."

"Baguettes are long and usually baked until golden."

"Here is the Climax!"

"Both Adrien..."

"And Chat Noir..."

"Have..."

"Golden..."

"Hair..."

...

"Adrien is Chat Noir, Confirmed..."