A fight, not exactly. But they probably would. A bad one. Iosef shook his head. "No." He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, with a face that let anyone know this was not a good day. "We drive each other nuts." All of them had the potential to do so.
Iosef smiled slightly at her and nodded. "Yeah, please. Something strong, but not Scotch." Not again, no.
He wondered if he should have let his brothers know some of what was possibly going to happen, but it was none of their business and they might not understand. Then again if something did happen, it wouldn't be long until they knew.
It occurred to him that they didn't know each others names - or if they did, he didn't remember finding out, so while she strolled over to the bar Iosef decided to introduce himself. "I'm Iosef, by the way."