Greg watches her imitation, bemused. He feels like he's supposed to be laughing, but he mostly feels uncomfortable. "Ha... yeah, that's the one." That leaves the question of who this Peridot is, but Greg's going to go ahead and guess that's not the pink one.

"So it's the... five? of you, living up there?" He'd say it's crowded, but if that lady behind it is the temple there's got to be more space. "And I... still don't get to live with him."