Kin raised a brow, "Hmm, well then, would you mind looking around for something to do with myself and my dearest friend? We're pretty bored and have nothing else to do."

(I might switch Oliver and Kin out with another character or two later.)

"...Uh no. That's just weird. Because we don't even know you." The duo spoke, taking turns. Then glared at each other. "Stop saying what i'm saying!" theye growled at each other.

"Isn't that how you meet new people? Besides, it's just walking around and getting to know each other." Kin persuaded, banking on the fact that this ridiculous little social interaction leads to something interesting.

Oliver meanwhile didn't bother saying what was on his mind, and settled for staring out the window and watching random passerby on the street.

"Uh, no. Not usualy." Nicote said.
"A Guide of Modern Etique by (some random person), page 35: "When interacting with someone you've never met before, it is advisable to ask their names within the first few minutes of conversation."" Newt recited.

"Then let me introduce myself; I'm Kin." he jutted his thumb in Oliver's direction. "And his name's Oliver."

He smiled, "What about yours?" he looked between the twins.

"Brainy Smurf." Nicote jabbed a finger at Newt.
"Ghoulia Yelps." Newt pointed at Nicote

Both glared at each other. "Idiot."

Kin thought for a moment on what he could make conversation with- despite his outgoing nature and when he goes out of his way to get a rise out of people, he absolutely sucked at small-talk.

"You're twins, right? I also happen to have a twin myself, a sister."

The two boys glared back. "Wr are not twins."

"Completely anyways." Nicote then muttered.

"Svut up, we only say it because it's much easier then describing prownality buisness." Newt elbowed the boy and almost knocked his drink over.

"Watch it, Brainy, that cost me a full five bucks."

Kin watched the pair argue in amusement, wondering what that statement meant. Tilting his head, he offered an overexaggerated cheery smile, "Well, anyways, so how does some sightseeing sound?"

"Yes."

"No."

The boys glared at each other again. "Fine. But only because I'm bired." Newt finally gave in.