"Not at all," Lindsay said with a smile, moving to the cupboard to withdraw a bottle of red moscato, one of the few wines the twins could agree on. As Lindsay unscrewed it, Leslie busied around checking the oven -- but they did make sure to bustle around the kitchen quickly, enough for their identities to become muddied again.<br/><br/>"So, what's your name, anyway?" Leslie purred, turning to face the other boy as he grated cheese over the half-cooked meal.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>