Fourteen-year-old Winry Elric, named for her great-great-grandmother, trotted down the staircase a few feet away from her second-floor bedroom and strode over to where her older twin brother, Edward who was named for their great-great-grandfather, was asking their mother for some money to ride his bicycle down to the store and pick up some lunchmeat-- probably some gum for himself, too.
"Hey," she greeted them with a slight wave of her hand.
Ed gazed at her nightgown and commented, "You're still not dressed?"
She glared at him and sarcastically replied, "No, Ed, I'm dressed. I'm going to wear my pajamas all day today."
"You should go get changed because of... you know..."
Winry looked down, crossed her arms higher up on her body, and shrieked, "EDWARD, YOU PERVERT!"
"I'm not a pervert!" her twin defended himself. "It's happens to guys when they're cold, too."
"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" she chased him out the door and then, mortified, sprinted up to her room to change into her day clothes.