A little bit later, Connor and Murphy went up to the bar to get drinks. Murphy would not shut up about Robin, much to Connor's annoyance.
"I'm serious, Connor! This chick is awesome!"
"Mhm…"
"Listen. She's an immigrant. She loves guns. She's hot. We have so much in common!" Murphy said excitedly.
Connor rolled his eyes. "If you find out she's as conceited as you are, then I'll be excited."
"Fuck you, you're just jealous 'cause I'm the hotter twin."
Connor snorted. "Is that what Ma told you? Maybe it's just because she takes pity on her youngest son…"
Murphy raised an eyebrow. "What the fuck are you on about? She never told us…"
"Ever wonder why the hospital called looking for me, hmm? I wonder if it's because I'm listed as the eldest… but that's just Dr. Abby O'Brian's point of view."
Murphy's jaw dropped. "What the… she didn't… you can't…. aw, fuck you!"
Connor winked. "Only if Robin won't, darling."
"You know, I bet a straight twin wouldn't hit on me so much."
When they returned to the table, Marshall and Robin were arguing.
"Robin, we've been through this. You're a six, maybe a seven."
"Uh, excuse me, I am a solid ten," Robin said flatly.
Murphy looked pointedly at Connor. Win, he mouthed.
Yes, Athena, this chapter title is directed at you.