Discharged from the Hospital

Although she had no outstanding medical issues, just some bruises from her night of dodging meteorites, the hospital was still somewhat **** to release Zoe on account of her assumed amnesia. There was also the matter of her personal information. She knew her social security number by heart, but she wasn't sure it was still under her name, er, you know what I mean. But she assumed her drivers license and health insurance were long gone since she doubted her purse and wallet ever made the trip to this dimension.

That's why she was utterly stunned when the other Zoe she had allegedly gone home with that night was able to deliver those items on request of Zoe's sister. Zoe remembered going home with a guy that night, but if he had made the trip, Zoe was sure she would have heard something about it, and she distinctly remembered (well mostly remembered since she had been high as a kite that night) leaving her purse at his place. How it got here, she had no idea.

Zoe's sister/girlfriend/clone also didn't seem the least bit fazed that Zoe had supposedly gone home with another girl to have sex. Apparently the concept of cheating didn't exist in this dimension, which let's be clear, Zoe didn't remember cheating on anyone anyway.

Even after taking care of her personal information, the hospital still hesitated to release her until setting her up with a psychiatrist. This ought to be good, Zoe thought. After they referred her to a memory specialist, they finally agreed to let Zoe go home with her sister.

But she only got as far as the door when she stopped. Her supposed sister realized she wasn't following and waited.

"Aren't you ready to go home?" The other Zoe asked.

"Um," Zoe mumbled, "Well, I don't really know you."

"Well I can't **** you to come with me, but what other choice do you have?" She asked, "Where else would you go?"

"My own house," Zoe suggested.

"Where would that be?"

"Well, I remember living on 12357-"

"124th street," her sister said, "Yes, that's where we live honey. If you don't want to stay with me I can pay for a motel for you?"

"I don't like motels," Zoe mumbled.

"Well then you don't have to stay in one," the other Zoe said, "Come on, everything will be ok. If you prefer I can find a motel."

"I'll figure it out on the road," Zoe said and followed the clone who claimed to be her sister/girlfriend to the car.

The drive home was exactly as she remembered. The stteet locations matched her old dimension exactly, but most of the names werw different. Most of them were called Zoe street, and Zoe wondered how the hell anybody in this dimension ever figured it out.

"What are you hungry for?" Her sister asked, "Do you still like Thai?"

"Uh, yeah," Zoe said, "I'd love Thai."

"Cool," her sister said, "You wanna stop on the way home?" Zoe nodded and they left the freeway and pulled into a strip mall. Zoe recognized the restauraunt as the same one she always stopped at. It was very surreal.

A bubbly Zoe waitress approached them with a skip in her step and greeted them. She was still a white girl like every other Zoe, but she she had a Thai accent.

"Hi Zoes!" She said, "Table for two?"

"No I think we'll order to go," Zoe's sister said.

"Ok, I'll bring you some menus! Hang tight."

"So do Zoes from other parts of the world look different at all?" Zoe asked. Her sister gave her a confused look.

"I mean, how do you tell a Zoe from Asia apart from a Zoe from Africa?" She asked.

"You can't," her sister said, "We're all just Zoes right?"

"I guess so," Zoe said as the waitress returned with two menus.

"Take a seat in the waiting area and I'll be right with you!" She said cheerily. Zoe looked over the menu which was identical her favorite restaurant's in her old dimension, but with three extra menu items.

"Pussy, tits, ass?" Zoe asked, "Dafuq?"

"Yeah," her sister said, "The waitresses are on the menu. I mean not all the time, and they usually tell you when they're understaffed."

"So if I wanted to I could just order the waitress's pussy with my meal?" Zoe asked incredulously.

"Yeah!" Her sister said, "Only for dine in customers though."

Zoe watched the waitress and felt her eyes drawn to the space between her legs.

She returned a minute later and asked, "Have you decided what to order?" Zoe's sister looked at her with a cryptic expression. She wasn't giving anything away. Zoe would have to decide for herself.