Brenda chuckled. "Our parents saved their imagination for our younger siblings," she said. Then what he'd said sank in and she grinned. "My twin's name is Ruthie - but we have a brother Griffin and a sister, Thira. Clearly there was no theme going on." The similarities were quite surprising, actually - what were the odds that she'd meet a man with a twin who also worked in the medical field? It was possible, of course, but she imagined it was probably very rare. She couldn't help but tease him a little bit with his last comment. "That's because you don't get as much practice," she murmured, the hint of a sly smile playing about the edges of her lips.
"I'm actually not sure yet," she said after a moment's thought. "My sister and I are fairly new to town; we've been working more on getting ourselves set up - jobs, housing, the like - to really do a lot of sightseeing." She made a little face. "I'm trying to get us prepared early for winter - we've never had to buy things like coats or scarves before. I didn't realize dressing for cold was such a science."