When Ramona woke up, there was a long, sleek, black car in her driveway. Confused and groggy, it took her a while to realize what exactly it was doing there. She had overslept, and it was past 7:00 already. She cursed herself for not setting an alarm, and rushed to get dressed.<br/><br/>Damnit, now where the hell was that scarf?<br/><br/>5 minutes later and she rushed out of the door, still wrapping the cursed thing around her neck. One of her "dolls" ran in front of her, screaming "Hold on! I'm here, I'm here!"<br/><br/>Her driver, a middle aged woman with far too much makeup on, looked amused. "Glad you made it. Had me worried there."<br/><br/>He made sure to let both versions of her in before he closed the doors. It was silent for quite some time, and then the driver asked, "So... which one of you is the older twin?"<br/><br/>Ramona sighed. She got that question, or something similar, a lot. She didn't expect to get it here, however.<br/><br/>"This is my power, I create copies of myself. Shouldn't you know this already, as staff of the show?"<br/><br/>"Honey, I just drive. I don't get any details about anything. Why are you cloning yourself now, anyways? To show off?"<br/><br/>"That would be hard to explain. Just understand that I'm mute, and my copies aren't."<br/><br/>"Oh... I see. I'm sorry I brought that up. It must be hard."<br/><br/>Ramona scowled, but quickly hid that reaction. Best not to start off on a bad foot with this show. "You shouldn't be."<br/><br/>"Hm?" The driver seemed genuinely confused by this reaction<br/><br/>"I'm mute. So be it.  It's not a tragedy. I can clearly talk to you, can't I? So what if it's in a roundabout way? I'm not going to brood over it, so neither should anyone else."<br/><br/>The car ride went in silence for a little while longer. In an attempt to make the silence less uncomfortable. Ramona looked through the left window, while her doll looked through the right. She practiced seeing through both sets of eyes. The picture was fuzzy, but she could get a good sense of what was around the car. She was passing through busy city streets, everything looked clean, everyone looked rich.<br/><br/>But the silence was still uncomfortable, so she decided to break it.<br/><br/>"That's kinda one of the reasons why I signed up for this, ya know?" The words left the mouth of her doll, and then, it just stopped moving as she struggled for the next thing to say. It was hard to articulate what was in her mind.<br/><br/>The driver smiled knowingly. "I know what you mean."<br/><br/>Ramona was surprised, and her concentration was broken, causing the doll to flicker in and out of existence. "You do?" , said the afterimage<br/><br/>"You're thinking to yourself;<span style="font-style: italic">'These people are as strange as me! Some are probably even stranger! If I'm going to be treated as normal anywhere, It's going to be here.'</span>"<br/><br/>As soon as she said this, she pulled over. "We're here. Go say hi to your fellow weirdos."<br/><br/>She open the door for her, and Ramona smiled and nodded. Her doll flickered back into existance as she walked towards the rest of the cast