She held up her hand."Please don't try to snow me. I have it on first hand authority that you and your twin sister have been dressing alike since you were babies and I mean alike.
"Oh do tell me more!" Mr. Pristy chimed in.
"That was a matter of convenience," I interjected, ignoring him. "We were just kids and we had to war the hand-me-downs we were given and we had mo choice in the matter."
"Ah, but that was then. This is now. Tell me that those trousers with the side ip and no packets you are wearing are for a male? Tell me that your silky shirt with the two snap closure in the back is for a male? It looks exactly like woman's blouse to me! Go on, deny that this is you in these pictures!"