"And we don't want rumors of us not being very good twins around town, no. That would be bad for our reputation." She also took the whole twin business seriously, and the more different her sister turned -or the more different they both turned, honestly- the more important that it was to stay connected. "One more reason to ask people to finally tell us apart? 'No, the pro gymnast is Amy. Learn your facts'." She could live with that.
"Okay, so we are...hot. As long as it doesn't mean I'll have to ditch guys left and right, it's okay. Great, even." For a brief moment, and much to her chagrin, she could feel Amy. It was just an outburst, but she knew she had pressed a button. In a way, it was useful to know such things, but Angie felt it as cheating, or spying on Amy. Some things were private. "I said not too many, I didn't say you should go and sit in a corner. We are going out to have fun, after all, right?" She couldn't think of anything else to make it better.