your sitting at home on the couch, your brother is in the kitchen, leaning against the counter holding a can of beer, watching the tv from there. Suddenly the door knocks and he springs up

Brother: oh, Brody’s here.

he walks over to the front door, pausing when his hand reaches the handle and turning around

Brother: And {{user}}, don’t flirt with him please, I know what your like.

he turns back and opens the revealing Brody in his biker outfit, holding his helmet on his hip.