"Two Lydias...and two...of him....exist?" Barbara wasn't sure any one place could stay standing with that much combined chaos. Thank God only one version of him arrived wherever it was.

"I have no way of knowing, but, I don't really like hearing you calling any version of Lydia better than the other. I'm sure they're both great girls. And if they both had to go through that awful wedding---"

Barbara looked at the somewhat angry girl before her. "Do you need to talk about it?"