Tawny shrugged, wearing a smirk that matched her sister's, whether she liked it or not. "Uncrackered. Cat's sleeping in the mirror." she answered. Nothin'. Love your new clothes. There weren't any set rules to their twin speak; it was mostly random, and they made up as the went along, just like they always had. And no matter how weird or crazy it sounded to other people, they always understood each other. Came with the territory. Crazy is as crazy does.
She chuckled once, dryly, at her sister's comment. It was cute, how hard she was trying not to act impressed. Tawny looked her right in the eyes and didn't look away for a second. She couldn't hide it forever. Not from her. "And then some. The guy who picked me up was all nice and pervy. Just the way I like 'em."