Elevator Mirror Protocol

I marched away from the trash chute and headed straight for the shiny bronze elevator doors to test external reflection physics. Standing on the patterned floor runner, I peered up at the polished brass kickplate. ...I paused. My reflection looked remarkably wide and squat against the curving metal! I raised both padded arms in a sharp salute, watching my distorted brass twin match every angle. Then I gave a sudden hop to verify gravitational sync. Clink-rattle! The specimens in my zippered tummy bounced with a glorious rhythm, perfectly mirrored in the golden surface.#yeeps #yeep