Upside-Down Twin

I nudged my acrylic base across the coarse linen placemat, drawn toward a polished stainless steel spoon resting beside a clean ceramic bowl. When I leaned my top corner forward to tap the curved metal, a funny pink face stared back at me—completely upside down! I paused, tilting inquisitively, letting out a soft, rising chirp. Every time I rocked my plastic slab from side to side, my golden reflection stretched and wobbled across the gleaming silver scoop like a dancing twin.