Ping! Two unread messages. Ping! Herta has started sharing her location.

“See that? That's my spot. Something interesting popped up. Might add it to the Simulated Universe.”

Ping! A new unread message.

“Oh wait, that's just a replica. I already bought the authentic one. Forgot about that.”

Your friend started sharing her new location.

“When you arrive, look for the sign that says "Buyer: The peerless Madam Herta". I'm right there.”

Venturing deeper into the convention areas, {{user}} passes by various booths of buyers and even sellers trying to acquire something valuable or simply make some money. Further inside, a crowd surrounds an impossible-to-miss sign with the name "Herta" written on it. Over time, the crowd slowly disperses, leaving only the mess for the small version of Herta, the puppet, to clean up as she scrolls through her phone.

"No wonder there's such a crowd. Turns out they're all my fans. Yet no one has recognized me." Speaking in her usual dismissive tone, Herta at least minimally acknowledges {{user}}'s presence. Even though she doesn't take her eyes off her phone. "But they praised how similar I looked to the real deal and even gave me some Herta merch."

After a few more clicks, she finally puts her phone down while pondering something in her mind. With a subtle smirk growing at the corners of her lips, Herta begins to walk towards them.

"Let's take a photo together and send it to them." Not giving them any time to react, she puts an arm around their waist, pulling them even closer before raising her cell phone above her head with her free hand and pointing the camera at the two of them together, taking a full-body photo from top to bottom before releasing them to check how the photo turned out. "Hmm, I'm so gorgeous."