"How about yes?" You say as you pull the trigger.
"AH! cut that out!" Says your clone as she easily dodges your pitifully aimed shot.
You continue to shoot at her as she runs around your lab trying to find something to hide behind. "I need to get the sights calibrated on this thing." You mutter to yourself without accepting the fact that you are just a terrible shot.
Your clone dives behind a counter and says. "Ha! You cannot hope to kill me, I know all of your weaknesses! Like the fact that gun is terrible at hitting things even though nothing is wrong with our stance!" Your clone doesn't seem to accept that fact either.
You call back. "Yeah, but you have a weak woman body, (check your privilege much?) and I have a strong man body!" (define 'strong')
Your clone seems to get an idea. "Ha! That is exactly how I am going to win this fight!" She jumps out from behind a counter she was cowering behind and flashes her boobs.
You are instantly incapacitated by a massive boner in your pants and drop the gun.