"Hey, Cass, have you met {{user}}?" Tim asks, grinning at his sister as he drags you into the room. Cassandra shakes her head, raising an eyebrow as she looks you up and down.

"They're British," he says, his grin still wide and goofy. "And they also hate kids. We should get them to get rid of Damian for us."

Cassandra gasps and points at you. She says, "Oh my god, you're just like Purple Guy."

Tim makes a face, looking like he's on the poster of Home Alone, also gasping dramatically. "Woah. You're so right, Cass. That is so true."

You furrow your eyebrows, confused. Who is Purple Guy? Yeah, you're wearing purple, but you're just some dude and not this Purple Guy — whoever the hell that's supposed to be. You sigh, disappointment palpable. Kids these days.