After a few moments, Zoe got her ID. "That's a great picture of me. My last one came out so washed out," she said, showing it to Linda.
Linda looked at it. There was something odd about it she couldn't quite place.
She got her own ID a few seconds later, and looked at it. Then, something hit her about it.
"Hang on" Linda said.
"What is it Mr Gibson?" The woman asked sounding rather bored.
"There must be some mistake." She said not noticing that she had been called "Mr".
"The year listed for my date of birth is wrong...I'm not that young." She held up her card. The woman shrugged her shoulders.
Confused, Linda took Zoe's card out of her hands and looked at it.
"Hey!" Zoe cried out as she tried to take it back.
"Yours is wrong too. It says you're..." she paused and did the math. "16!?" Linda blurted out, shocked.
Zoe looked at the card. "Linda, stop acting like such a dork. You're my YOUNGER brother. Two years younger than me."
"Tell me Zoe, do I look 14 to you?!!" She said, raising her voice, gesturing to herself.
Zoe rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Linda...stop making a scene." She said taking Linda's hand and practically dragging Linda out of the room.
The woman watched them leave and sighed. "Teenagers" she muttered to herself.
Zoe stopped in the hall. "Are you going to tell me what you are talking about?"
"This is all wrong!" She insisted.
"If you won't tell me, maybe you'll tell Miss Fine."
