Timothy Paradox

More weirdness. I was in France, on vacation. I walked into some kind of pub for twins. There was this girl there, who I recognized. I got into a fight (verbal, luckily) with a dude because of some toxic remark he made. I was about to run out, when the girl ran after me and offered me a drink (she spoke French, I replied in English) on the house. I accepted and went back inside. I told the girl I recognized her. She said she had a twin working at a fast-food place in Wallonia (southern bit of Belgium, where they speak French). I indeed remembered seeing her there.

I really wanted to get into her pants.