Alex - Astrid - refused to talk during dinner, just eating silently and trying to blend in. A close copy of Zoe wasn't going to do that very well. Jon was asking some questions, and his wife spent the whole time asking questions as well, which he refused to answer. He was scared, scared of what would happen to his work, to his love life. He couldn't eat as much as he normally could, finishing as Zoe did. Zoe commented several times on how beautiful or sexy or dark he looked, and Laura readily agreed every time, very disconcerting.
When dinner was done, Zoe called him back into her room, where she had him strip once again. He didn't want to, but felt compelled to. She sent him off to bed, and though he wanted to get SOME clothes to sleep in, he simply walked away, cuddling next to Laura who was already asleep.
"Astrid? What are you doing?" Laura mumbled. "I'm Alex, remember? Your husband?"
Laura snapped awake suddenly, looking back at him. "Go on to bed, Astrid. I can't have you sleeping with me, it's... it's just weird, okay? Go sleep with Zoe."
He stared at her, mouth open, wondering if he was really hearing this. "Sleep with Zoe? My daughter? That's perverse, Laura!" An irritated voice answered back. "There's nothing wrong with twin sisters sleeping together. Go."
This was his wife's "no arguments" tone... he walked out, and back into Zoe's room. She already had a spot in her bed waiting for him. "Come on, Astrid. Mom doesn't want you around, but I do." She wrapped her arm around him as he laid down, hugging his naked form to her own identical one, though she had on a nightgown. He tentatively put an arm around her as well, and as she accepted, he rested his face on her chest and slept as soundly as he could remember.
