"Yeah, sure," he said pushing his cup toward his sister. "I can't imagine being trapped in a mirror. Trapped I get, but in a mirror... it's unfathomable."
As Bill stretched and kicked something under the table causing it to break. "Shit, what the- " leaning over he peered under the table and saw the remnants of a wine glass in pieces on the floor. "Ah," he said, righting himself. "Now she will have something to be upset about even if I do clean up."