"Oh, Tinsel is absolutely my big sister, she's just younger than me. Not by much," Henry laughed. "No one else could have gotten my ass off the couch. I am trying to imagine you raising Addy though," Henry said with a snort. "They're twins. And Addy's- Hmmm. Spirited!"
"Both my sisters are spirited as well," Armaan said, but he had a funny look on his face, and he made a little twirling motion with his hands, "just circling back. Your sister's name is Tinsel. And your last name is Claus."
"Oh-" Henry flushed bright red then. "Heh. Yeah. It's a- It's a thing."
"Like a 'my parents thought it was amusing to stick to a theme' thing, or a Thing thing?" Armaan asked, and then he shook his head and laughed. "Okay, that...made very little sense. And I might have assumed it was a coincidence, but the face you just made- You know a bar called Diogenes?"
Henry leaned forward and he nodded. "I do. How do you know it?"
"I was pointed in that direction by someone who could tell I might belong there," Armaan said, still cagey. "So the name's not a coincidence?"
Henry could lie, but what would be the point. "It's not."