They're identical, and weird, and it's probably a little disconcerting even at a good time. Like this, with Misa in a state of shock and bewilderment, it can't be very helpful.

"Of course," he says quickly, glancing around for the nearest chair. The closest thing conducive to sitting comfortably is a staircase, and he stands aside to allow her access to it, but she seems to be interrupted by noticing her blonde hair.

"It looks good," L's doppel shrugs. "Better than the brown, anyway. It's pretty sexy."