“Now what!?” Mary thought.
“Oh, I knew it! I just knew it! It had to be!” Lucille couldn't contain her excitement, and all of a sudden she looked much younger, an echo from the care free days of her girlhood, when, much like her niece, she was willing to take on the world, no holds barred.
“Do you think we can order the mirror to do things?” Mary asked.
“Probably,” Lucille said thoughtfully, “if we knew how... Did you make any progress with understanding the language?” she turned towards her niece.
“Not really,” the girl confessed.
“No matter, we have time to figure out what we can, later, I'm late for the meeting, we'll talk when I come back.”