"Sorry to hear you have to deal with the role thing, it sounds unfun."

"Yeah, that's a way to put it."

"Should I be less cavalier."

"Oh no being cavalier is exactly the correct behavior here."

"...That wasn't sarcasm, right, sorry if I'm being pushy I just don't want to risk miscommunication."

"Nope, not sarcasm, it really is the correct behavior here. It feels very liberating to be in a place where people don't care and only assume a little and everyone acts like this is the most normal thing in the world."

"Okay. You don't dress gratuitously unambiguously, though, I wonder what they'd make of Emily where you're from."

He snorts. "Oh the slurs. You know, that kinda makes me want to bring her there just to see the look on some people's faces."

"That sounds like fun."

"It does! What do you say?" he asks Emily.

"Edie, you're dressing up too, I'm not doing this by myself."

"Fair."

"That sounds delightful—I should shift completely androgynous, too, just to make people unsure what I'm supposed to be."

"You're lovely."

"Thank you, ma'am!"

She grins at him.

"Do not kiss him while I'm eating right here."

"You're no fun."

"Look at me, completely unkissed, she is so mindful of your feelings."

"She was about to."

"Must be your twin telepathy. I wouldn't know. I can only know when she's about to kiss me if she actually kisses me, see, otherwise I'm ignorant of any such intent."

"That wasn't actually the telepathy it's just that I know her really well."

"It's included in the package I'm sure."

"The package of...being twins?"

"Yep."