Talk:Doppelganger/@comment-26115871-20150426225928

You are walking through the streets when you spot the love of your life walking towards you from the north. And the south. And the east. And the west. As all four of her converge on your position, they all look at each other with blushes on their faces and scratch the backs of their heads. "Uh . . . oops?"

What do you do?