Gary hung up the phone, feeling slightly anxious. There was something here that he couldn't put his finger on. He would of considered that further if his doppelganger hadn't chosen that moment to wander into his line of sight. He took a quick step back, waving his arms in a style commonly known as 'Very Bad Martial Artist'. "Woah there!" He said, his breathing faster.<br/><br/>But he managed to regain his composure quickly, after all, he was Gary Oak, and he'd seen quite a bit in his life. He stepped forward, prodding at the apparition carefully. "You know, I generally mind being next such roguishly handsome gentlemen," He began, the corners of his mouth curling up in a slight smirk. "But this is just taking it a bit far, isn't it? Are you some sort of Ditto?" He asked, doubting it. He was good about noticing such things. He gave the false Gary an experimental prod in the midsection.