"Are you sure?" I asked my sister.
"I'm sure, you're my brother."
"What's that got to do with it?"
"Everything, again you're my brother."
"What if I told you I've thought about this for years."
"Years?"
"Yea, years. I think you're really hot."
"But again, you are my brother."
"So you're saying because I am your brother, there's...