"Yeah, you're probably right..." she says and pushes herself off the couch. "It'd be way too much effort to walk all the way over here." As she's talking she slowly meanders over to the large mirror and pauses in front of it it, hold her elbow in one hand and tapping her chin with the other. "And I'm sure Will would take a lot of convincing and it couldn't possibly be as easy as reaching in here and pulling something out." she goes on and thrusts her hand into the mirror with a mental image of a
leather-collar with feathery lace patterns worked into it.