She looked in the mirror.
“Who the hell are you?” she asked.
“I’m you of course! Who else would I be?” the mirror replied.
“I don’t think so. I know who I am and it isn’t you.”
“Well if I’m not you then who am I?” The mirror looked annoyed.
“Well, for starters, you’re very rude. I came in here to see me and here you are intruding on my personal space.”
The mirror looked a little sad. “I think you should take it as a compliment. I like you and think you’re very pretty. I just wanted to see you.”
“Well now you’ve seen me you should go away and let myself see me.”
Now the mirror looked offended. “Well if you’re going to be that way then I shall leave. Perhaps I’ll go and have a cup of tea.”
She agreed. “Actually that sounds nice. Perhaps I’ll join you.”
The mirror smiled. “That’s great. Let’s do that. I’ll have milk, no sugar please.”
They left together.