*slaps the script down on the bar, unable to concentrate, and checks her watch instead (still too early)* Well I was talking about your conjoined non-twin but now that you mention it, I suppose you are all pretty spoiled. Or at least the ones I've met.
*snorts but does not turn back to you* "That little boy" is named Elliott and he's twice the man you are. My horizons are plenty broad enough and Right now I'm having fun and perfectly content with just that. *pointedly* Well. Maybe not right now.