Fortunately.

Pen stared at Penny in shock. Penny's face broke into a fit of giggles and Pen breathed a sigh of relief.

"What the fuck?" she spat. "Why would you say that?"

"I woulda stopped you sooner or later," Penny giggled. "Or let you lick my pussy till I passed out." Pen just scowled at her and the duo set off through the forest towards the sounds only she could detect.

"We need to drop this Pen/Penny shit when we get into town," she muttered. "We need a new name. You can still be Penny, since you're the real one."

"Oh, I don't think so," Penny said lightly. "You're just like her! I guess a little smarter and some other stuff..."

"Other stuff?" Pen demanded. "Did you fuck with me, Penny?"

"No," Penny said with an innocent smile. "Still, you should be Penny. You have her personality-"

"And you have her body," Pen sighed. "We have to face facts. The real Penny is gone, and we're just shards of what she was."

Penny nodded enthusiastically as the weight of her own tragedy passed frictionlessly through her untroubled mind. "Ooh, I've got an idea! You can be Emmy, 'cause you're emulated! And I can be Betty!"

"Why Betty?"

"Because it sounds kinda like Penny and I act kinda like Penny!" she exclaimed.

"That's... actually a decent idea," Pen admitted.

Penny was stunned and delighted. "Really? I can't tell what's a good idea and a bad idea so I figure most of mine aren't good."

"They aren't," Pen said drily. "But that one's good enough for now, Betty."

The other woman looked confused for a moment, then gasped. "Ohhh! Thank you, Emmy!"

Emmy put a hand out to stop her and pointed ahead. The forest cleared up a few dozen yards in front of them and a bright neon sign was clearly visible.

"Is that where we're going?" Betty asked, and the Emulated nodded.