"Well, yeah... but you and Han Solo are at least kinda similar. You know, ruggedly handsome, not exactly the most lawfully inclined, tends to shoot first... These are all things you have in common. When I met my evil twin she was all..."

She waves her hands vaguely, possibly indicating grabby hands and/or claws and/or zombie maneuvers.

"...'Oooh, look at me, I'm so cool, zap zap zap, by the way if you ever wanted to check out Veronica's cleavage you may now more or less do so, blah blah blah.' It was just wrong."