Brothers? Are creatures of evil. And we weren't all that far apart in age, because my parents are semi-retired and have nothing better to do than create an army of angels. Or something like that anyway. I've given up trying to understand my family.

Pssh. You only turn sixteen once. At best, I'd be more than happy to treat you to dinner. Have you had Dinah's cooking yet? That little angel makes a mean Italian dish.