It was near the end of his shift when Eliot saw Fin come in. Or... he thought it was Fin from a distance, but then when he approached he realized it wasn't. And then immediately realized it must be his twin. Wow. Yeah.

He approached with a martini glass in his hand. "Hi," he said. "I'm Eliot. I ah... I thought you were Fin, at first, so I made a drink that I thought he might like. But maybe you'll like it too?" He set it on the bar in front of him. Champagne, gin, honey, rosemary.