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A sibling would be nice. I never had one either.

[OOC: I couldn't resist! You rock for having a Lyle muse!!!!]

You...what? Of course you've got siblings. Two of 'em. Well, sort of.

Two siblings? Dear boy, I'm sure I would have noticed them sometime in the last forty-odd years. Have they been hiding behind the couch?

[OOC: Messing with Lyle's head is always fun. And this is not helping my resolve not to pick up a Peter Kingdom.]

Behind the couch? What? Well, Simon's...disappeared into the ocean, and other places, but that doesn't count, does it? And Beatrice...

Look, you are Peter Kingdom, aren't you? Have you hit your head or something?

Peter who? I'm sorry to tell you, but I think you've hit your head on something. My name is Gordon Deitrich, and I don't know anyone named Simon. I had a secretary named Beatrice once.

[I've been thinking about it, and you're not helping my resolve!]

But you look exactly like him!

...Have I hit my head? No, that's not it. You are Peter, you're just...confused. Right?

Gordon Deitrich? Ah, I get it. You're just trying to pull a bit of a joke on me, eh? Well done, Peter, you can stop it now.

Why is that?

I've got two brothers. I love 'em, it's just...well, my boss has a sister and they're good together. It's more complicated with brothers. My brothers, anyway.

It's easier for guys to express their emotions with a girl, than it is another guy. Especially when it's a girl you know you can trust. Like a sister.

Suppose that's true. Though if it's a girl I'm interested in, I can't seem to express much of anything.

Have you got any brothers or sisters, then?

You're the kind that clams up, then?

One older brother, no sisters.

I don't clam up! I just...uh, have trouble with words.

I've got a little...well, it's hard to explain. See, my boss is sort of like...family, and his sister's had this baby. I've been babysitting for her a lot lately, and I've gotten pretty attached to her. So it's made me wish I'd had a baby sister growing up.

Some girls find it cute when guys get nervous around them.

I used to babysit all the time and I always loved it. Except when you get those little monster children who won't listen to a single thing you tell them.

Two brothers aren't enough?

I meant instead of two brothers, actually. Seems a fair trade.

Lyle, you can't trade fully grown siblings in, just because you want to try something new.

[Trust him, he's considered it.]

Suppose not. Bet you thought about it with Simon before, though! [He gives Peter a sort of 'ah-ha' look, like he's caught him]

Well, I've got Petra. [Lyle smiles affectionately, and then catches himself, immediately reverting back to a 'manly' face] I mean, well, you know, that kid needs a good, strong male influence in her life. And who better to provide it than yours truly?

Hmmmmm. [Which translates in Peter-ese into 'I'm not talking about this with you but you know you're right.' This is followed by his 'you don't have me fooled with that pretending not to be a melty bear when it comes to my niece but I won't say anything so you can have your pride' look.]

Perhaps her favorite uncle? And failing that there's always Scott.