“Honestly, I’m not really sure what kinds of weird stuff is real and what isn’t at the moment. I’ve got, uh. Well, let’s say like, octuplets separated at birth, one of them’s technically a medium, another one’s a rocket scientist, and one of the others is a German punk gangster. Ever since I moved to DC, it’s not like it’s easy to tell what’s a normal okay thing and what belongs on Syfy.”
She raised her eyebrows. “Interesting. Do you personally know them, too, or just know of them?”
She laughed. “Story of my life. You wouldn’t believe my initial reaction when I found out that mandatory alien checks were not a normal thing.”










