[A certain...birthmark...oh for hell's fucking sake, this just keeps getting better and better.]

I'm gonna fucking kill him.

[But he doesn't let go of her hand, even after he gets up to his feet; it would've been easy to tug his hand away and shove it back in his pocket, but he doesn't — and whether that's from the moonlacing or from the mention of her birthmark is really anyone's guess.]

Let me guess. You're Josuke's twin, right? You look alike. I swear I'm going to kill that bastard of an old man...

[He sighs, utterly unaware that he's about to open up a Pandora's box of hilarity with one simple incorrect assumption.]

Your dad is Joseph Joestar, right?