“Well, I think ya could say so. It’ more like ma friend knows him. She’ his childhood best friend. She were talkin’ a lot ‘bout him an’ showed ma many pictures, tha’ why I though’ ya would be him.”, she said with a kind of forced smile.
She still felt bad for mistaking him with someone else. He surely must have thought, that she must be a weird fangirl or something.
Ah… A friend of Mouri-chan, probably. That would explain it…
The magician brought up a hand to try and not-quite hide a small laugh. It was easy enough to tell that the girl was uncomfortable with making the mistake, but she really shouldn’t be. Especially if she hadn’t even met the person she’d mistaken him for.

“I see. She must talk about him a lot, if you had a good enough impression of him to think you’d recognise him.” A grin. “Well, at the very least, you found his doppelganger.”
He was trying to diffuse the awkwardness, though in the back of his mind, the part-time thief said it would be better to end the conversation quickly and leave. A friend of Mouri-chan meant Conan knew her. And there didn’t need to be information that Kudo Shinichi had a lookalike in the Tokyo area getting to him…
