"Look guys, I'm only paid to patrol the mall, just to walk around looking scary. I'm not paid to settle mannequin wars. Why are you fighting anyways?"
"They have better racks."
"No, they do." another responded.
Exasperated, I looked at them and stammered "They're identical! Same brand, same oddly crisp white, same size. Anyways, there are easier ways to settle this."
"Like what?"
"Like just use those perfectly functional legs, walk over to the other racks, and swap racks?"
"Oh."
"Good idea." said another.
"Yeah."
I sighed and face palmed. Then, turned to watch them peacefully changing racks. I let out a grin before continuing my night.

Another story here https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/122gr53/pi_abandoned_ghost_tries_to_timetravel/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=mweb