“Hey, let’s get this straight; the only one pretending here is you!" That was a pretty solid threat this chick was throwing, but Wendy wasn’t sure just how she was going to follow up on that. It didn’t look like she was about to throw any punches…still, better safe than sorry. Out of the corner of her eye Wendy noticed there was a pretty solid looking walking stick propped up against a nearby tree. She figured she could probably make it there first if things got too real.
“I can’t choose someone else to impersonate because I’m the real deal- Ugh! We’re going in circles. Look, neither one of us is going to budge, so there’s gotta be some other way to tell who’s legit.”
"Yeah, totally. But how are we going to decide who’s the real Wendy without going around in circles, dude?” This was going to be a long day of arguing unless they decided on something. But Wendy had no clue how to prove she was really her to this other Wendy. They couldn't both be Wendy, right? This was beginning to give her a headache.
5:35 pm Thursday, August 21, 2014 | 
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This observation took Wendy by surprise and she briefly wondered if she was playing mind games to get Wendy to attack....
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"Well, the easiest solution is probably to just go through basic info an’ stuff. Like, the real Wendy would know when...