"There's just so many of ya'll," she said, lifting her hands in a shrug, "what is a girl to do? Well, I guess I can always go back to th'old adages my momma used to tell me. If you can't beat 'em," and her shape rippled into just one more replica of Jamie Madrox, and he grinned, "join 'em." She swooped down into the middle of the remaining dupes, touched ground, and walked further into the thick of them. She grabbed two by the backs of their coats and threw them a very very very long way down the bridge.