A Story and So Many Comments I Will Not Make

Setting: My sister and I are getting our coats from the coatroom after shul.

Guy I vaguely know: I have a question for you.

My sister and I: OK.

Guy: Are you two sisters?

Us: Yeah.

Guy: Yes! So many people owe me so much money!

Me: Um, were people betting on us?

Guy: Well, we were looking at you and I was like: "They look exactly alike. They must be sisters." But everyone else was like, "But they can't be sisters--they have different color hair."

I'll just leave the story at that.