The doppelganger is a little too pathetic to feel good about beating up, but the slap still feels justified. Misa scowls at him, rubbing her stinging hand.

"I told you you're totally different. Besides, now you have that thuggish tattoo."

Remembering that she came here to thank Lazarus, not insult him, Misa clears her throat and tears her eyes away from the doppelganger. "Yes, chocolates! I meant to bring you some on Valentine's day, sorry I'm late. I really appreciate everything you've done for me."