Given to the weirdness of the island, Barbra was not at all surprised that she had been called by another woman's name. Knowing there were several people on the island with duplicate faces was out of the norm for her, but then again she knew that there could be people with her own face as well. It was just one of those things she was going to get used to, even if she found it a bit strange.
Shaking her head, Barbra looked at the man. "No, my name isn't Tasha. I'm Barbra." She said softly and called after him when he started to walk away. "Even if I am not her, you don't have to walk away. You are not bothering me in the slightest." Her tone and expression showed it plainly in the moonlight.