Cammie almost jumps out of her damn skin when the mirror starts speaking—not the first time it's turned on, no, but christ—and for a moment, she's confused. South? Why south? What is Ange playing at?

Except Cammie is clever, good at thinking on her feet, and it is only a moment before the pieces start to click together. So when Ange throws the mirror down, she grabs her mirror and waits those last two seconds to shout into it:

"Hey! Look at me!"

And hopes to go it works.