"Your legs are fine," Olivia sighed, rolling her eyes and giving up--momentarily--on changing the subject. "I'm like five inches taller than you, that's the only reason you think my legs are better. I do not wear koolats. I wore a sexy dress the other night, when we went clubbing! The red one! OK, maybe it wasn't short, but it was still sexy! Now, can we please do what your dad thinks you're in here doing before he comes and beats on the door to strangle us both for goofing off?"