Chloe 1's eyes blink, and she sees Chloe 2. Chloe. Two. Chloe (groggy): "Nnnghhh..."
Chloe 2 (excited): "You have no idea how many questions I have for you!" Chloe 1: "Wha — " Zia (leans in, holding up fingers): "How many fingers am I holding up?"
Chloe 1 (groggy): "You're just going to close some of them as soon as I tell you a number."
Zia (shouting): "She's fine, everybody!" Chloe 1 (to Chloe 2): "Who are you, and why are you me?"